In a world ruled by humanoid robots, Marion is a lone human survivor who tries his hardest not to die in their hands.
That is until they finally catch him one day. But instead of getting the instant death as he expected, Marion is thrown into the da...
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The ground floor was more silent compared to the disaster above.
And it didn't ease the budding anxiety between Robera and Marion in the slightest as they trudged forward, pressing their back against the.
Thankfully, Kirex had already given the direction of the Central Control Chamber before they had left the cylinder room.
At first, Marion thought it was strange for Kirex to spell out the location to them like this when he would have been there to escort them himself.
But now, it seemed Kirex had known or suspected that something like this would happen and they would have to split up.
Kirex's last words about keeping Robera safe added more weight to the piling dread in Marion's stomach as they moved.
Fortunately, they stumbled upon no robox on their way this time. There was not even one in sight. Not that they could see in the darkness, but not a single heavy footstep pricked their ears.
It was a rare, noiseless world unless one counted the muffled gunshot on floors above.
Marion and Robera finally reached the last door on the left corner of the intersected corridors and knew they had finally arrived at their destination.
But none of them released their breath until Marion entered the passcode, opened the door, slid themselves in, and shut the door firmly with locks double-checked.
Marion turned to Robera and found her already looking around, taking in the place as if it was the first time she had come here.
Good thing her sobbing had ceased moments after they stepped on the ground floor. The only remaining trace of tears on her somber face was those puffed cheeks, blotchy nose, and swollen, red eyes.
She looks cute, though.
Marion smiled and looked around the small gray chamber with only numerous screens with an attached black control panel adorning the front wall.
"You've never been here?" Marion asked Robera as he walked toward the panel.
Several screen-touched switches and buttons were huddled in a neat mess on the panel counter. The wide space stretched floor-length from left to right.
"I don't even remember being on this floor."
Marion looked up as Robera stood beside him.
Her eyes were on the screens.
And his keen ones were on her.
When Robera finally met his curious gaze, her lips stretched into a small smile.
"Don't look at me like that. The most I've explored of this in my life was that dark room with sparks. Otherwise, my days were usually spent watching the rotation of sun from the window of my bedroom as far as I can remember."
