Cynthia took a breath and asked her question again to the now vertical standing jet with red eyes, "Do you have a name?"
"I am Starscream!" announced the jet an air of self appreciation heavy on the Jet's voice.
"You got the screaming part down, buddy." Cindy teased softly still partly thinking that she was hallucinating.
A low what sounded like a chuckle came out of the chest of the largest robot.
"So, tall and interesting you have a name?" Cynthia asked.
"I am Megatron!" the tallest robot replied, he was the one that was the unusual vehicle before. He had all the same markings, 'maybe I shouldn't have touched him.' Cynthia thought.
"Alright, you two have easy names to memorize. What about you three?" She asked three behind her just tilting back her head far enough so she could see them.
"Barricade." Snapped one.
"Blackout." The one that was the helicopter said.
"Brawl." Thundered the last of three.
"Wow, all B names that makes it easy." Cynthia smiled put her head back into a more natural position.
"Then who are you?" snipped Barricade.
"Cynthia Annalise Goven. Call me Cindy, call me Anna and I will find a way to kill you."
"Pretty confident for a human." Starscream rumbled.
"You are pretty cool, for a figment of my imagination and admiration for machines." Cynthia laid back down, "I am having a dream and none of you are real sadly."
"Huh?" Starscream questioned.
"I will wake-up any minute now." She said as she lay on her back.
"Your eyes should ve closed if you are trying to sleep." A small spidery robot announced from atop Cynthia's feet.
"I am stuck in an alternate reality. I must be dead or comatose." Cindy sighed as she moved her foot under the little robot.
The spidery robot crawled up her torso and stood on her chest.
"Holy crap!" Cynthia sat up as the little spider touched her neck.
"I believe you are awake." Announced the spider.
"Okay. I lost my mind!" Cynthia said. "I am talking to robots as tall as the building I live in, and there is a spider robot sitting on my chest!" Cynthia flexed her chest. Causing Scalpel to scurry off.
"I ze doctor. Call me Scalpel. "
"Okay, I have to go for know. I will be back tomorrow." Cynthia said standing up. She began to walk out of the warehouse and felt eyes on her. She turned around. Six set of eyes were staring at her awkwardly.
"You gonna ask a question or are you trying to kill me with your optics?" Cynthia asked the group.
"Do you really hate humans?" Scalpel asked.
"Yes. Actually I do. I know pretty odd for a human to hate other humans. See ya." Cynthia walked out the warehouse and up her fire escape. She looked back at the warehouse and the door she walked in was now closed. She sighed.
"To bad those guys weren't real." Cynthia said as she opened her door to her bed room letting herself and Blink inside.
She prepared for bed and went to bed. She planned on re-visiting the warehouse. She thought about her unusual conversation and slowly, fell into, sleep.
Meanwhile the warehouse door slowly closed as a pair of dark red optics peered out. Waiting…