As you're walking to work one day, you give a glance into a nearby alley, and there's something...odd in there. A girl, leaning against a pile of junk, who looks asleep or dead. Concerned, you walk into the alley, and pat her on the shoulder cautiously. Her eyes snap open, and she immediately gets up, grabs your shirt collar, and lifts you into the air, glaring at you.

"Target Acquired: Human. Commencing: Execution."

Then she gives off electric sparks and grits her teeth, tightening her grip on your collar. She seems to be malfunctioning.

"Error...Must...Destroy...Zzzzt...Error..."