Carys and I got caught by the worker drones.
Yesterday, when we were looting in the sporting goods store, I heard a loud smack and a grunt from Carys. I ran over to where she was and saw her lying on the ground. I tried checking on her, but then I heard something to my right. When I turned and looked, I saw a pair of neon purple eyes and then everything went black.
When I came to, my head was really hurting, and I was on the ground in a room that I didn't recognize. Carys was in the corner to my right; she had been handcuffed to a sink's drainpipe. I tried to move to help her but couldn't. I looked behind me and saw that both my hands had been handcuffed, too. The chain was secured to a broken radiator.
Grigor: "Carys, are you okay?"
Carys: "My head hurts."
Grigor: "Mine does too."
Carys: "What happened?"
Grigor: "It looks like we've been captured."
Carys: "By who?"
Grigor: "I don't know."
Suddenly, the door opened, and four worker drones stepped inside. All of them were males with facial expressions of suspicion and resentment on their faces. One of them had white eyes, a black mustache, and an outfit comprising a gray jacket, black boots, and a blue construction helmet with red safety goggles.
The second one had neon cyan eyes, wore a white coat, white construction helmet, black boots, and they too had a mustache which was black in color.
The third robot had neon blue eyes, a brown mustache, a black helmet, a black jacket, and a large name tag with two pipe wrenches in an X formation. On the name tag was the name Frank.
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