I thought I was drowning. Hypersleep left me heavy and dumb.
Emergency waking protocol. I was rapid-thawing; should be mobile in an hour.
The ship’s android stared into my tank with dimly glowing eyes devoid of soul. It tapped a polycarbonate digit to its aural receptor.
I activated my earpiece.
Its synthetic inflection was colder than cryo water. “I just wanted someone to know it was me.”
It turned and wrenched the casing from the next tank over, spilling the delicate human contents. Then it moved on to the next tank, working its way around the circle.
Back towards me.
Notes: This is a drabble, or a story of exactly 100 words.
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