it was snowing outside. You felt your limps completely numb as you shivered through the snow. Shaking and stained tears down your cheek. You were in the scrap yard, somewhere no human should be but yet here you were. You fell onto the ground in the freezing cold. You heard a robots voice, one screamish and afraid another robot voice psychotic and monotone and a boy, victor, who was more mature than the two. Your hearing muffled and now your in a room, victors room with a record player playing