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run. down, originally uploaded by The Searcher.

Henry didn't understand what he saw. He pulled a branch from the tree and poked at it. Still fresh. The fur was soft, and gave when pushed, but not too far. Using the stick, he pried the fur and skin up away from the wound, and saw even more gears. On his hands and knees, nose to nose with the cute little corpse, Henry could see. It was a mechanical squirrel.

By the time he reached home, he'd torn open a dozen trees and shrubs, several cats and two birds. in spite of their protests, all were mechanical, artificial.

Henry sat down at his kitchen table, and thought for a moment about what he had discovered. He looked at his thigh, wondered what he might find inside. His skin gave when he pushed the knife in, but not too far.

# posted by Derek Chatwood @ 11:47 PM