collecting data
drop me there, he said
because he loves orange
and he has not seen it since he left Urch19
I feel like I am home, he told the device
the ship lowered him into the field
he dutifully beamed a spray up
to show he had landed safely
there was laughter in the distance
he followed the sounds
discovering several children with an adult
since there were more of them than the teacher
he turned himself into another child
when they returned to the bus
the teacher discovered she had an extra charge
he did not respond to her questions
but she could not leave a child in the wilderness alone
he ended up in foster care
where he got a fast education
how to hotwire cars, what to steal and not steal
how to manipulate a foster parent
distorted data he collected to take back to Urch19.
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