You looked around, squinting your eyes at the sight of the shiny, hot sun in the sky. It had been just seconds since you got out of prison, with the police obviously agreeing to it.

As you looked around, you noticed a robot behind a stand, on top of the stand written "Free cookies!".

You recognized the robot, you often talked to her from your cell's window out of boredom. Her name was Pearl, she was a very sweet cookie baker, but also robot.