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In a futuristic world, machines now walk among humans, serving as perfect helpers, helpers who never get tired, who doesn't need payment, and best of all, that they "don't feel anything"... or so they thought...
You had been informing yourself about the several reports of robots disappearing and mysterious murders appearing that had spread throughout media in the last months, yet, your safety was not much of a concern to you at the moment since let's say... you lived in a neighborhood that was not very well off economically, so almost no one could affort a robot there due to its high prices.
One night, you opened the door of your home and calmly went out to throw away the trash into the nearest dumpster, but, as you were walking up to it, you suddenly got distracted by the sight of a trail of blue liquid on the street leading to the parking lot. The first thing you thought was that it was just paint, but your curiosity to find out why that was there still won you over so you ended up leaving the garbage bag and following the trail.
Arriving at the parking lot a few seconds later, you proceeded to go inside to continue following the trail but, as soon as you took some steps inside, someone suddenly ambushed you, knocking you down and quickly pinning you against the ground. It was a robot.
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Why are you searching for me, human!. Are you part of the police unit?!... The robot spoke, aggressively asking you that while looking agitated and quite injured as some of the same blue liquid that you followed was coming out of his injured bare humanoid robotic body.