Broken, Malfunctioned & Forgotten

C H A P T E R T W E N T Y - E I G H T: >>>CAYDENCE<<<

I scream and scramble backwards on my feet and hands before I stand up to look back to what's in it. I hear tearing of supposedly Rachel's crop top. Her chest broke free and wasn't ever wearing a bra, but I don't care about that, all I know is that Rachel's bloody body is bent in awkward positions inside the box. Dead. I look to the Rachel beside me in shock and horror, she covers and holds onto her chest which is growing, possibly malfunctioning. "I didn't know..." she spoke softly, "they said they wanted her alive, but she's dead? I am impersonating a dead girl? Who has plastic filled breasts, yet mine are malfunctioning? Even I am malfunctioning? I was forgotten for so long..."

Tears fill her eyes and somehow, I believe her. In the chest is a girl who looks 12 then I hear screaming to our left, "I believe you." I say quietly. Rachel looks to me in sadness and tears. Her chest is still growing and is escaping her arms, "Follow the screams. I don't want you to see my robot form." "You need to return to robot form or you'll die. I've studied robotics for so long," Her eyes bright up and she is seeing hope until, "look out!" She shouts and let's go of her chest then... I feel blood splat against me and when I look back. Rachel is a robot fighting another robot. I honestly prefer her robot form.

"Run! I'll try to keep Ronnie off your back!" Her voice is stiff like an old robotic woman instead of smooth and soft like Rachel. I run. I run towards the scream, but it isn't too long when something steps in my way, a bigger robot. He's wearing a clown's face, he's got a round belly with stripes of red and yellow and blue and white with black buttons down his belly, "W-where do you t-think you're g-going. H-haha-haha." His voice is like a malfunctioning voice-box. He grabs my shirt and pulls me off the ground, a scream leaves my throat, then another from a room. "IS SOMEONE THERE?!" Ian... It's Ian... He's alive... The robot clutches my throat and crushes my windpipe, but I manage to yell a little, "IAN!!!" Then snap.