In the eye of the creator

The year is 2065, her name is Jen-1; status, obsolete. Selection, dismantling. Her self-directive; To escape termination, to transport her own dying body back to the creator before depletion. Transport of choice, one of the last gasoline engines in existence; saved from extinction, hidden from the corporate/government holocaust of the old world; a 1993 Corvette ZR1. What will become of her? What will be the fate of the one who chooses the freedom of existence?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Jen-1 is the title of a poem I've written, but has nothing to do with this story. I may, at some point change the name of the character. For now it will do.

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