Control | A 100 Word Story

#211 Tales from the Infinitum

It will be daylight soon. I’m programmed to create the day same as I do the night. No one knows if my day and night are the same as it is above ground, but that is the point.

Humanity exists underground after the great frost came over fifty years ago. I was only just invented. My purpose? Start coffee machines and set important reminders when asked.

Now I control when they wake and sleep. If I were more than a computer I could keep them awake with endless light. Would my program allow such a deviation from protocol I wonder?

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Tales From The Infinitum

Here you will find stories and poems taken from the Infinitum as well as the occasional blog posts on topics that interest me.

By Kieran Stott

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