Run. When you see a machine, don't stop running. That's what I told myself when I had a run-in with one of the machines. It ripped off most of my arm and a good amount of fabric from my back. I felt it. I was dying. I was almost on the other side when I collapsed. I had lost the machine, but I was still dying."7, come over here! There's another one." I close my eyes. I woke up, but not how I was."She's alive."'What do you mean I'm alive? I've been alive.""A machine almost killed you. Luckily, 7 and I found you." He read the number on my shoulders. "Why are you staring at my shoulders? Oh, the number. That 13 has been there since as long as I can remember." He turned around to who I presumed to be 7."9, this isn't a good idea.""What do you mean? You guys took me in.""Exactly, and look where that got us.""Okay, the 5 stitchpunks that died were not my fault. Besides, she can't do us much harm. I mean look at her.""Fine. But if she awakens a machine it's your fault.""Got it. I guess it would be my fault if the one I told you about awakened a machine." I wandered off, and I found two "stitchpunks", as 9 called them, who were about my height."Twins." 9 had followed me."Hey 9. Why did you follow me?""Because I can't tell you this in front of 7. I like you. I mean, not as a friend, as a girl.""Me too." At that point, the twins were staring directly at us."What are they doing?""3 and 4 don't talk.""Why?""They're projectors. And from the looks of it using us to get more footage." I didn't show it, but on the inside, I was blushing like crazy."What would 7 do if she found out? She does have a spear.""Don't worry about that. She's really harmless when you get to know her."
