Perhaps. But it's the non-metaphorical aspects of this murder which concern me the most.
OK, let me turn to the page for non-metaphors, then. Let's see. Are you sure it's not a robot from the present? We've got those, and I'm sure you've angered them in some way.
How can I tell if it's from the present or not?
Is it picking up dust as it travels?
It's not a Roomba.
Did you say that with a bit of an Arnold Schwarzenegger accent?
I did a bit, yes. Dammit.
OK. But you understand my concern here. You say "I'm getting murdered by a robot," and I'm hearing, "My dick's stuck in a Roomba."
I'm not fucking a Roomba. I'm being hunted by a metal monstrosity covered in a sick facsimile of human flesh.
Yeah, that does sound like a robot from the future. Or at least, something from the future. A teen, perhaps. Still, I don't know ...
What's so hard to believe about that?
If time travel is invented at some point in the future, and reliable enough to be used for you-murdering, it would probably be reliable enough for a lot of things. Like traveling back into the past to speculate on the stock market.
If one person could do that once, then eventually, multiple people could do it. Jumping around to as many points in history as they needed to to buy and sell things at a profit.
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