An unwelcome help

“Just as the Canaries, I came here to help.” Port said as he come closer.

“Things just got a lot more complicated.” Ken said.

“We don’t have much time. We have to end this madness.” Lance said.

“Are we seriously doing this?” Alastor asked Linda.

“Yes.” She replied.

Linda observed all of them, “Supposed to be we’re in the lower echelon of the higher echelon of this building. We encountered a lot of enemies, so don’t expect that this would be easy.”

Together they travelled at the upper echelon. It was not like any other part of the floor. The entire place was infested by some sort of parasitic machines. In the middle of the room, they saw a giant circular figure, blinking and loading back and forth then it stopped, the light forms its eyes and gazed at them.

“This is my pitstop.” Ina said. “The rest of you go, if there’s any volunteer, then good for me.”

“I will stay.” Linda said.

“Me too.” Gary and Ken replied.