Thread:SweetSquidTea/@comment-34508844-20191021015047

"Agh" shouted an unknown voice in the darkness. Soon a small teenager runs from the cover of darkness. This hopeless Bird had been running for what seemed like hours. He had just experienced the worst fortnight of his life, and it seemed it would never end. "Why did we try that, agh, I'm such an idiot, I should have stayed home." whispered the tearful teen, as he ran through the coverless hallways, hunted by machines he didn't understand.

Soon he found the control room, and locked himself in the small dank room. He found a monitor and decided to watch some of the recordings. He leaned forward as the recordings started, listening closely. "Listen here you idiotic falcon. You will not bother her anymore. We're all stuck in here, and we need to work together to get out." shouted the voice in the little digital box. "Alright fine- wait, Chuckster, there's a camera recording us!" said another machine, and something threw a brick at the camera, destroying it instantly.

The young Bird then knew what he had to do. He wanted to help these creatures, and get them out of their misery. He searched the tunnels, looking for a way out. Finally his friends opened the entrance and shouted for him. He got out, but he shouted for the machines. The dead machines walked slowly to the opening, confused. The small Bird explained he wanted to help them, and let them out. Although his friends didn't trust them, the machines were able to stay with them for a while.

"Thank you, Bird."

"You're welcome, and my name is Henry."

"Thanks, Henry" 