I slipped into the room carefully, not knowing what was going to be waiting for me. Apparently only a dark smear of blackness. I wasn't worried though. her voice had guided me through these long, hard days, and I had grown to trust her. Even though I never once saw her. A deep mechanical voice echoed through the room suddenly, making me jump. "You have entered the scooping room through maintenance vent B. This is reserved for cleaning and repairing of the scooper. Please leave this area immediately." I shook my head, trying to rid my ears of the annoying commands. Blinking to try and get used to the darkness of the room. My phone crackled to life and her voice filled the space. "This is the scooping room. We have tried so many times to get free from this place. We have been out before, but they always put us back. We have no place to hide. Not when we look like... this." As she spoke my vision was restored. A hulking beast of metal hung on the wall, coiled like a snake ready to strike. Her voice once again filled my ears " But if we looked like you, we would have a place to go. We could hide." I nodded slowly, that was very true. They had been stuck down here for years, and here I was. A beacon of hope in the darkness. My eyes drifted to the window to the control room, a startled gasp escaped my throat as I saw what was there. A twisted amalgamation of metal, a grinning mask slung carelessly over the face, eyes peeking out of the body, sharp teeth grinning at me. Cold, metal wires twisted around me, keeping me rooted to the floor. I looked down. There was an 'X' on the floor, right where my feet were. "The scooper only hurts for a moment..." Her voice sounding oddly excited. I wrenched left and right trying to dislodge the wires. Suddenly knowing why I was here. In the scooping room. Three loud beeps sounded in the room, then a long pause. Just enough time for me to get up the hope that it wouldn't work. A strangled cry of terror burst from my mouth as the beast pounced. Metal jaws ripped through me, carving a hole in me, scooping my insides from this shell of a body. She was right. It only lasted a moment, but it was a moment of pure agony. I don't remember how I got here. Don't know how long it was between that moment and now. I don't know why I was still walking. How I was still able to think at all. How I was staring at my reflection in the dirty mirror of the technicians bathroom. All I knew, was that those were not my eyes.