Squad Tales

Sawnik Part 3

As the man chuckled she couldn't help but shudder. Every breath she took was even cold. She couldn't even look away from the red glow that was his eyes in the shadow over her face. The air was rushing in and out of her lungs at a rapid pace. With a loud shriek from outside it snapped her out of panic. She tried to move again but again it was a failed attempt. she gave him a death glare. he stopped chuckling and took in a long, deep breath. for a second Sawnik thought she heard clicking, but decided she was just hearing things.  WIth a small quivering breath the man knelt down reveling his face. To Sawnik's horror he was all a machine and what looked like human organs and some flesh. He was a monster, a cyborg. She hoped her face didnt show the horror she felt inside. The ticking grew louder. With a closer look she noticed some gears behind those red eyes just whirling away like a clock. How was she able to see such small detail? she never noticed how far her vision range was. Some how it seemed diffrent almost, sharper. The man turned to a table with tools. with one hand he took a screw driver, with the other he reached for what looked like a engine of some sort, maybe just some junk. He walked over to sawnik with a sour grin. Her gazed followed him as he circled her. When he was right above her head he knelt down. THe screw driver becoming closer to her forhead. She wanted to scream but she just froze. What was happening? Was this truly her end? her thoughts raced

"Man is my death going to be with a screw driver through the head?" The cyborg looked confused for a second before letting out a loud chuckle. Sawnik grew confused and just stared in bewilderment at the chuckling machine.

"No my dear, i knew it was time for your repair. It's been years since your last matinence." he said. It was so casually that she somehow thought that he mistook her for someone else.

"Um i'm sorry but im not a machine like you." She said. A puzzled look crossed his face as he mumbled something.

"What was that?" she asked.

"You really don't remember do you?" Sawnik grew very confused and wished she could move. her throat ran dry and she couldn't think of anything to say to this machine. He set down the screw driver and walked over to what looked like a closet. Sawnik crained her head to see. The ponderous foot steps he took made the suspence almost unbearable. When he vanished into the dark shadows of the corner she listened. With complete shock she heard everything going on over there. He was rolling a cart or table of some kind. One of the wheels squealed every few seconds probably from having a loose screw or rusted metal. once he was back in the light he was rolling a large table with a mirior propped on it so she could see herself. She was limp indeed and could see herself head to toe. She saw the screw driver do it's magic on her forhead. If anything it tickled. What happned next was almost jaw dropping. Her heart rate shot up and her breath came in gulps. She could not believe her eyes. It could not have been true it was just a dream. But it wasn't not this time. WHat she saw was real and it scared her. She was infact a machine.