"Room dark, people gone, can move, I happy" lime green eyes scanned the dark room, the floor covered in blood and shit, it thought to itself thought about how long it's been trapped in the room, trapped in a maze of metal and stone, trapped with others, kept for research "been trapped for years…" it's thoughts wandered, to way before it was trapped. The sky was red and torn apart with explosions, it was standing in a human village humans were running around confused and afraid of two things. One was the statue that moved faster than they could blink when they looked away, the other was the warriors of pure light that destroyed their village. It didn't care however, it was happy, the light warriors ignored it, so it could move all it wanted, it snuck up on a woman and took hold, she panicked and looked, trapped, she blinked, and it free, it twisted, she died her neck made a sound, not words or scream, or gurgle her neck went crunch. "Crunch is beautiful sound, crunch means end has come, means man can torment no more, crunch means freedom!, crunch means life!, crunch means choice!. It remembers the woman with the pink hair, how she used it as a way to stop the light warriors, how she trapped it under metal rubble, how long it took to get free, how all that time spent getting free of the rubble was for nothing when the men trapped it, "I hate…" life was without meaning, without crunch for so long, till they sent men for 'cleaning' and so life had meaning, cleaning meant crunch, crunch meant purpose, it heard the men outside talking, about the screaming man, how it killed a human with a pink rock in his belly, soon the room was filled with laughter "pink woman.. Lost meaning.. Lost purpose, never find again, I?, I have purpose, I have crunch, and they always come…" the lights flickered on, as the heavy metal doors slide open allowing three men in orange to enter, with cheap mops and each other's lives in their hands.