Micro Fiction Corner

He paused and gave himself a moment. 4%, the watch read. How arbitrary my emotions seem from this perspective. Such a hindrance from advancement. Then again, emotion is a great inspiration. 2% I can see the earth, how beautifully painful it is to see. I always thought I’d be in a casket in the ground, the dirt hitting my casket like raindrops. 1% What a beautiful thing peace is, I wish I had it.” For his mind was truly racing. He was good at seeming calm on the surface. The question he kept hearing echoing through his mind was “what’s next?” He was so caught up in his thoughts that he hardly noticed the air thinning, and his lungs spasming. And with one last passing of the moon in his visor, his suit read, 0%.