He decided to use his only day off to go for a walk. Arnie peddled his bike from his apartment to the nearest preserve, turning down the trail leading through the dense trees and into the marshy area, frequented by bird watchers.
Suddenly, he heard the high-whine of an ‘Autonomous Airborne Vehicle.’ Fearful, Arnie tried hiding, recalling the attack on Capitol Hill only days before.
But it was of no use – the AAV found him. The thing hovered in front of Arnie until he reached out and took his ever-demanding device from it, the device he’d purposefully left at home.