“What’s that, Jones?” “A picture, sir. We found it hidden amongst the old man’s belongings. According to the computer’s archives it’s a photo of a plant. Apparently our planet was once full of them. And the droplets on the leaf, sir … something called rain. Seems it fell quite naturally at one time.” “Really! What about the old man?” ‘One of these ‘old world’ agitators, sir. We’re presently cleansing his mind before we put him back into society.” “Excellent! And Jones … destroy the picture. Last thing we want is people getting strange ideas about where their water comes from.”
100 word story for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt.