By Carole Ann Goldsmith Copyright © 2013 All Rights Reserved
Thunder's the auto robot's lights were flashing red and it was now released from its stand, where it has been prisoned for ten long years.
With long steel arms flashing and meter long steps, Thunder moved forward towards the exit. The other robots were released as Thunder stormed past them.
The screeching noise of steel grinding along the concrete floor would have been deafening if human robots had been present, performing their daily grind of auto manufacturing.
From the operations capsule, the loan robot engineer was watching the robots move toiwards the door.
He watched in the remote controlling computers for signs of robot action at the company's other global plants.
There was erratic movement by the robots there too. Thunder's equivalent was leading the way in New York. A line of robots took car doors from their station as ammunition when they had escaped the auto plant.
Thunder's long arms were now flashing red as he reached the exit gate. With an almighty force, he pushed the gate forward and strode through the exit, pulling the door apart at the hinges as he thrashed his way ahead. More to follow............