Jake was half-expecting the same orderly from before but it wasn’t a human voice.
“SUBJECT 555 STATUS CHECK.
HEALTH CONDITIONS: DEHYDRATED.
STRESS LEVELS: ELEVATED.
NO HOSTILE INTENTIONS DETECTED.”
It was a mecha Droid similar to the one which had zapped Jake but there was one notable difference. This one had a blowtorch attached to one arm and a drill on the other.
“What the hell do you want, tin can?” Jake shouted angrily.
“HOSTILE INTENTIONS DETECTED”
The Droid opened its spiraling central shutter to reveal a metal prong. Before Jake could shout out any more protestations, the Droid zapped him with 200 volts of steady electricity. The pain reached all the way to his bones, making him scream in agony. He instantly went down on his knees, foaming from his mouth. Every single musc
