It was a farm unlike any other. Not a single blade of grass grew within its steel fences, and the air was filled with the whirring of mechanical parts.
The scientist at the farm had perfected the art of merging flesh with metal. They had created fully functional cyborg animals. They no longer needed living horses or cows or chickens. The mechanical versions were supreme in every aspect. They could work tirelessly, day and night, without food or water, and they were easy to control. The cyborg cows and chickens produced milk and eggs without stop, and nobody tasted the difference.
But Sabrina, a young activist, did not believe these mechanical creations were without feeling. She could not bare the idea that these creatures were used as tools, forced to produce 24 hours a day, in a confinement as tiny as possible. She believed that even though they were machines for the most part, they still felt pain and distress, and that they deserved to be free. So she sneaked into the facility, determined to release them.
Her heart raced as she crept through the darkened corridors. She could hear the whirring of the mechanical animals, and the faint smell of oil and metal filled her nostrils. Finally, she reached the room where the cyborg animals were kept.
Suddenly, a deafening alarm blared through the room. Sabrina froze in panic, realizing that she had set off the alarm. The door to the room slid open, revealing a guard armed with a control panel. He glared at her, his expression cold and menacing.
“What do we have here?” he growled. “Someone who thinks they can just waltz in and free our property?”
Sabrina trembled, her heart pounding in her chest. “I-I’m sorry,” she stammered. “I just wanted to help them. They’re suffering, and I couldn’t stand it anymore.”
The guard scoffed. “Suffering? They’re machines, girl. They don’t suffer. They’re here to work, and that’s what they’ll do, whether you like it or not.” He glanced at a control panel on his wrist. “But I suppose we can’t have people like you running around, disabling our business. You’ve caused enough trouble for one night.”
He pressed a button on the control panel, and a large gate inside the wall opened up. Inside was a mechanical bull, its eyes gleaming yellow in the dim light. The guard gestured toward it, and the bull let out a low growl. “This should take care of you.”
