Posted Thu Nov 26, 2015 | 91 Words | Tagged story

“Dude why do you want to take a picture of me out here in this stuff?”

That was the last words he said before the heat from the sun welded the suit to his skin. Soon the microbots were to dig into his flesh, eating up whatever is left of the human and turning it into transistors, silicon and metal.

All would be left would be to install the drone software and he’ll be ready for sale. Such a good source material as well, I’m sure this bot will sell well.