In a dark corner of the warehouse, hidden behind a bunch of crates, lays prone against the wall the shape of a body. Time has take a toll on its synthetic skin. Maybe it was a prototype, or just an unsold product that has been accidently walled away with crates. Or maybe it has been kept for parts? Who knows. But its obvious by the leaking fluids dripping from its joints that putting it back in service would require some work and time.

Got this guy on my mind for a while and have to get him on paper to get him out.