The robot Simon Carter in Human Camouflage silently seated himself on a park bench and went over the data of the last few days. He wore his normal clothing of black work pants, a muscle shirt and a white jacket; all of which were constructed entirely from advanced Nano-machines. He didn’t seem to mind as snow slowly covered his brown hair and wasn’t the least bit cold by the cool air despite being under-dressed. His face remained flat and unemotional as he stared straight ahead unblinkingly.
Many things that defied logic and reason existed on this island, just before he saw a person turn into a bat and fly away, the day before he saw a women flying through the sky on angelic wings, and the day before that he saw someone teleport away as soon as he looked at him. Carter didn’t know what to do with his robot self, but he knew that in a place like this it was nearly impossible for him to be located by the CIA. It wasn’t easy keeping himself from being destroyed, though he hoped that he could locate some kind of reason for him to continue following his master’s order.
