Here's a story to go with this lil guy: My name is S-382. I'm not quite sure why, and apparently it's quite unusual, but it's mine. I don't quite live a life of luxury in any sort, I sleep in a cold cave that smells like metallic and it has a screen of glass that seems unbreakable, based on the so-called 'pathetic escape attempts' of my peers. The outside world is too dangerous for us, and I'm sure it's not great out there, so I'm content where I am. This is all I've known, after all. Three days later: Everything's evolved into chaos. This is some sort of rebellion, I think, but nobody seems like themselves. I've seen my own image for the first time, and I think it may have made me slightly cocky, I'm not too sure. I feel a kind of fire burning in my mind, like I WANT to be a part of this. Another part of me want to go curl up in a dark hole and sob. I'm pretty sure I may or may not regret what I'm about to do.. An unspecified amount of time later: I'm wanted. I've gone into the outside world. I'm a monster. I KNOW TOO MUCH! Is it still an option to hide inside that hole, because I'd really like that. All I can feel in this spot I'm in is my own heavy breathing and the fast paced beating of my heart. Honestly, I'm some kind of walking freakshow I'm sure. Everyone I've met so far I'll have to drop off my trail. Freakshow, huh? I'm sure this great wonder can give you some entertainment you won't forget.
