Bonkers: Of Broken Toes and Broken Ties - Part 3
The News Van sped over the street, crossing more than one red traffic-light and eventually found the scene of crime after it had followed several police cars and the eventual ambulance, as there had been a phone call from a distraught woman about an explosion in the area.
The water did not care about the disturbance. It lay calm and untouched, as if nothing had happened. The scene was silent and bloodless. The only sign that a fight had taken place was the gun that had been left behind and a few damaged goods that had been scattered around the place, next to a burning storage-building. The Crew of the News Van furrowed their brows in skepticism, ready to turn around and leave. Whatever had happened here… it was over and past a few pictures for a minor newsflash barely offered them enough material to work with just then.
That was until their ears suddenly caught a gasp for air, a weak splash and a scrawny call for help.
Their senses alerted, the filming crew turned
68. Hero [XR] // SavyorHe thought he was dead.
His body pressed into the padding of the narrow coffin – too small for two robots…
Nos-4-A2 hadn't caught on the joke, just… he hadn't been joking! He knew what a coffin was…
And that moment… he decided that he was mortified; mortified of this energy-vampire who had a fixation on him like he was a red flag. He also decided that he was dumb, because… had he known, had he only known, he would have never in the world volunteered for this.
The lid of the coffin began to move. He was dead. He was dead, dead, dead, dead…
…or maybe not?
He wanted to scream. For help. For Buzz. For anything. But no words came out. He felt like bursting with cries… but he felt oddly dysfunctional…
Just like that first time…
XR was faintly aware of the energy-vampire's close proximity, though he didn't quite dare to turn his head – if he even could. Regardless, ho