Robot

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 Location, the island of my youth. In this world we use
Robots that we sit in like cars. I receive a call for help from a colleague at
the old peoples home. She is being chased by a colleague goon mad.

 

I can not remember the details
but there is a twist were it turns out that the one I’m helping is the mad one
and I have to escape. I manage to cal on Special Forces who take care of her.

 

I join the Special Forces. Some time later my island is
infected by an organism that can take control over people. We return to get rid
of them.

 

We are ambushed, I get infected for a little time but luckily I managed to save some of the antidote that we brought
with us.

 

At the mans bone, a deadly part of the costal line I face
the deadliest monster. Which I mange to kill with my laser and some poison…

Dreamed: Monday 23.06.08 10:57 Gillingham