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]| MATILDA TRAFFICLIGHT
]| G-DIR EMPLOYEE USER ID # 01 11 27 :
]| OCCUPATION: TRAFFIC DIRECTOR OF EUREKA SECTOR 7
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I steered Charles towards some food, which he stole without paying [sigh].
Then the human sneaked his way past the bellicose traffic cones hustling for the rogue automated construction firm blocking his way.
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That hive of machinery and apps has been slowly dismantling and rebuilding a part of the city for years now. They don’t even have a permit! They're rebuilding the same road over and over to the point where they're making parts of the city... road-themed [shudder].
For a while, it was really going quite well. He even outran that waste-worm like a champ!
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A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.
I made sure to give him a clear escape path. Then, just as it seemed nothing else would go wrong...
a wasteland wraith spotted Charles Snippy.
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Charles reached for his gun and remembered it was gone. He rolled in panic and desperately lobbed a chunk of cement at the wraith’s gaping toothy mouth-hole.
The wraith bellowed in his screeching voice as he brushed the cement dust from his eye apertures.
Snippy dove behind a pile of wreckage, grasping for another projectile. His filters rasped as they worked overtime.
The wraith's infrasonic frequency broadcasters were driving the human mad with terror. The Dead Zone denizen advanced forward towards the simpering human.
By way of a response, Snippy curled into a ball and tried to hold perfectly still.
The poor human didn’t move as radioactive snow filtered down out of the gray sky. A cold wind blustered through, making decaying structures moan and sway. I wondered if a delicate little flesh creature like Snippy found it forbiddingly cold and lonesome out here.
The wraith spoke up once again, distorted voice making Charles shake in fear.
Terrified silence from Snippy the response. The little human had run out of bravery. Through my sensors, I saw that his heart beating rapidly, getting close to the point of breaking.
I decided enough was enough. I rallied all the courage I had and told the Wraith to...
"Leave Charles alone!"