Riding on a dark, chilly night as the cold wind whistled through the trees, the lost cyborg was trying to find his way out of the woods. He looked up and saw what he thought were several small cabins with flickering candlelights in the windows. When he got closer, he discovered that it was not just a few small cabins but a village. This is where, he thought, I could talk to someone and ask for directions to my next destination.
As he entered the village, he soon discovered, to his surprise, that the villagers were not ordinary. What was coming out of the cabins were not humans, but small furry-like creatures curious about who this tall, dark, part human, part robot cyborg riding on the big black horse was. As the furry creatures got close, the cyborg asked, “May I speak to your leader?” However, the only thing they heard was mumbling.
Suddenly, a voice came from the dark end of the cabin. “Yes, how may I help you?” The voice came from a tall, sinister-like creature. Then something strange happened; the cyborg started to chuckle because he was afraid, and suddenly everything went silent. After a brief pause, the creature said, “Friend, we don’t want to hurt you; we will help you with your journey.” There was a sigh of relief from the cyborg because he perceived that the furry-like creatures would not harm him.