Prejudice

The machine dribbled, and spat hydraulic fluid onto the floor of the workshop. It tried to lift a bent leg, but it rattled and shook ineffectually before failing and clattering to the floor. The sensor-pod looked up at the human standing there, a frozen expression of shock on its face.

++Help?++

The wrench the human was holding clattered to the floor, and the human disappeared from view. Behind the machine the sound of a steel shutter coming down was ushered by the replacement of daylight with harsh flickering, fluorescents.

"Who did this?"

++Help++

++Fix?++

"What happened?"

++Humans. Hurt me?++