He's out in New Mexico on the outskirts, right by the walls of the exclusion zone, he can't help but shudder at the thought of thousands of violent robots on the other side of that wall. He feels like an idiot, he's starving and has no idea where he's going. What was he thinking, running away from his foster home with no plan and no food. Now he's in the middle of the desert with no hope.
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