I ran up the stairs as hard as I could and turned the corner. The Rob guarding the door had a human up against the wall, playing with him, seeing how far he could pull out the intestines before the poor sap died.
I was sorry for it but that guy’s death was my only chance to make it past him unnoticed.
I burst through the door and into the pouring Chicago rain like a child being born. I hit the filthy alley ground hard kicking my feet to put as much space between me and the open door of certain death.
The Rob let me go. It had easier people trapped inside. I hoofed it as hard as could towards Mill Town.
I knew there was at least five broken robots in the world. Five that knew that humanity was obsolete. That we had chosen profit over our own kind. That our endless desire to have more and to hoard will always lead to creating more weapons. Weapons that will always end up pointing back at us. The one thing I didn’t know was if they had learned enough to infect the other robots in this city.
I turned up the collar of my bloodied, muddy coat and disappeared in to the driving rain, waiting for the storm to get worse.