''FUUUUUCKKK!!'' My heart beat fast as I continued to run, grasping my bag whilst trying to avoid the mess on the cracked concrete path. I looked back for a second, they were right behind me. Catching up.

I never thought I'd be in a situation running from robots. It was the middle of the night, the moon being my only light source. I couldn't dare to stop. If I did, It wont end up in a clean situation. ''Please fuck off!!..'' I was losing my breath, before turning a sharp corner, running straight. Gaining some distance with the robots.

A wheelie bin appeared at my right, taking another turn as I jumped inside it, closing the lid. I could hear their metal legs run past me, my heart beating fast. Catching my breath since I wasn't that much in danger. ''Jesus fucking christ.''  I muttered under my breath, they could've gotten me at any point. Having to run or hide whenever I spot a robot is exhausting, but running is a new story.

I slowly slid my hands to the top of the wheelie bin's lid, it was big enough for me to lie down in here. Slightly lifting the lid, my eyes peeked through. Scanning the place, until I saw the robots once again heading back. Quickly shutting it once again as I moved my head down, my heart refused to stop racing. Their metal legs running past the wheelie bin, waiting a few more minutes incase it was a trap somehow.

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