The trees around us exploded. We were bombarded with splinters and slivers of wood. As the debris rained down, the robots emerged from the gap they had created. If we hadn’t been breathing so hard, we probably would have heard them coming. It was too late now, though.
“I thought the robots wouldn’t attack us unless they were commanded to.” L pointed out breathlessly as we pounded away from our latest pursuers.
“That’s how it was supposed to work,” D replied anxiously. “I need to get back to the center to find out what went wrong and fix it. This could be the fate of the world we are talking about.”
“Alright, let’s head for the center, then. Does anyone know where it is?” I asked.
“This way,” L answered.
We followed him through the trees until we came to a clearing. L glanced around and saw a place where the earth had been disturbed. He walked up to it, and dug around. As he stood up, he lifted a trapdoor to reveal the ladder to the center. D looked into it and jumped back. “Shut it, shut it!” He yelled.
L dropped the trapdoor just as the head of the robot came into view. We took off again. “If this exit is guarded, the other one will be also. We can’t get in again. I think we have to just head for the boat and hope the robots won’t go in the water.” I barely managed to get out between labored breaths.
“I think you are correct,” D agreed. “These robots are an old model and cannot go into the water. We will be safe if we can make it to the boat.” We kept running and finally left the trees. We looked around but saw nothing.
“Of course,” L spoke up. “This isn’t the beach we landed on.”
“Well, let’s get moving, then.” I shouted over the crashing coming from behind us. We took off again, with new hope in our spirits. When we came to the correct beach, however, our hopes were dashed on the sandy ground.
“Where is it?” L asked.
“This is not good.” D spoke up. “It must have drifted off.” We searched around where we had landed to make sure, but still cam up empty.
“I think I see it,” I said glumly. It was extremely far away. We could all see it now, glinting faintly in the middle of the lake.
“Wait, wood isn’t shiny,” D pointed out.
“Yeah, and why is it coming towards us so fast?” L asked.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
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