When did it all start..? The swarm of dull faces..the waves of dead eyes...When did the human race turn into nothing more than drones, lifeless husks, unnamed masses..When did numbers replace souls? It's a long story..and few know the truth..but I'm lucky..or unlucky as I view it..to know, and I desperately need to get it out, somewhere, somehow..So I warn you now, whoever may be reading this to stop, if you don't think you want to know, if you don't think you can handle it...Many who know..have gone "insane"...

My name is Alendra Montana, I'm a freelance mechanic, technician, programmer and sometimes a hacker. I contract mostly with the Bureau of Intelligence, nothing big, mostly just grunt machinery, none of the delicate information for company only types..Until...one day...One odd call..and my life was changed...ended...I was killed..and what you see now..awoke..

I went in that day, it was a late call if I remember..Some security android had been badly malfunctioning apparently, turned violent and almost ripped apart a fellow security bot, and attacked the on-staff technician.

"Ah, Alendra, I'm so glad you could it make it on such short notice.." I was greeted by some women I hadn't met before, nothing stood out about her, aside from the fact she wore a RyanCrops Logo on her shirt.

"Well, you said it was an emergency, right Miss...FairFax, was it?"

"Yes, Amanda Fairfax...anyway..this security bot seems to be malfunctioning horribly! It attacked and destroyed it's partner, then went after another android.." How odd, I thought, these androids were programed to never attack unless a citizen's life, or that of it's higher in command android.

"Huh..How odd..At least you managed to shut it down..I think I can run a diagnostic this way..But to be sure..I'm going need to take it back to my shop.." I didn't notice it at the time..But got rather...flustered.

."Oh..really..are you sure..That's necessary? I see..ok..well..please, be careful with it.."

"Eh? No worries, , I'm the best in the business, or so they'll tell you.." she giggled at the remark..I don't remember why..

"Do you need help getting it out, it's an older, heavy model and you're pretty..small."

"Ah, no worries, I have my own back-up...Felix! Get your tin-can ass in here." Felix..my old servant model..I wonder what happened to him..

"Yes, Alendra?"

"I know you've been listening, C'mon, haul this thing out and let's get going."

"Hmph, am I some kind of slave to you?" He always loved joking with me..Faulty personality and obedience chip they said..got him for a great steal because of it..

"Well.." I said, snickering silently. "I did infact buy you." He always hated that come-back..

"Very well." He said, picking up the shutdown security bot and hauling him out to our vehicle, your standard issue citizen's car, "modern" design and the "best" in anti gravity propulsion...If I only I had known what that android's neuro-cerebrum held...