(Charon's POV)
I did not like this idea at all. It was clearly another suicidal move on the Mistress's part, because if she didn't come out like she planned, well... I wasn't good with computers.
When that thing closed up she appeared to fall asleep, almost instantly. It was highly unnerving to see her go so still so suddenly. I almost wanted to break her out of there right then, but her order had been to leave her be for no less than twenty-four hours. Which meant I'd have to stay here, with these ancient robots who made demands that I did not approve of. Maybe they'd just randomly start attacking me because I didn't get in a pod. Well, it's not like they'd be much of a threat for me, but still...
A couple hours went by and I was at my breaking point. I knew she had ordered me to stay put, but in certain circumstances my contract required me to act on my own for the safety of the employer. I figured, given this situation it was more than appropriate for me to act. I went over to the terminal of the lounger she was in, but I couldn't make sense of the damn thing. Pushing the button did absolutely nothing. There was no way it was going to let her out.
I peered inside the glass, but it was difficult to see her. Pounding on the glass did nothing, and it seemed unbreakable. Probably for the better, because if I had been able to break it, she'd have woke up with a face full of shards.
I really hated this. But I knew it was the only thing I could do.
I stomped back to the spot I had discarded my jumpsuit and changed into it. This is idiotic. You're never coming out of there, you know. I ignored my own thoughts and hopped up inside the evil machine. I watched the idle robots suspiciously as the egg-like lounger closed up around me. But I was distracted as I began to feel numb, stupid, and tired...