Microfiction – Mr. Sims


The screen flashed, and a message appeared.

Hello, Mr. Sims. I have a few questions for you?

Mr. Sims looked down at his phone for a minute, then replied.

Who is this?

You’ve been a little out of character this week. Why have you disobeyed the governor’s orders? You are putting us at risk.

We’re not at risk, and the numbers are wrong.

I did not say you were at risk.

Then who were you referring to?

US, your representatives, and your disobedience is putting our power in jeopardy.

But–

Sorry, Mr. Sims, game over. You have been deemed non-essential, and will be deleted.

“Wait!” Mr. Sims exclaimed as all evidence of his life slowly turned to bits.

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