“We are never getting out of here” exclaimed Robert.
“Oh yes we will” shouted back Lincon. He kept on kicking the door until it started to crack; Nothing happened.

Robert hummed until Lincon shouted back at him to stop, “Hurry up and get your lazy body down here!” Lincon shouted. When they had got to the door they both pushed it with their feet to try and kick it open, they made a little crack and some splinters in the door. It was the best they had done in ages.

Back outside the warehouse Linconsens rubbed his metal tummy in shame (although on the inside he felt like he was going to vomit up all his cogs and springs.) “I shouldn’t have had that hot oil bath!” he wailed. Robert and Lincon pushed as hard as they could trying to make it out before Linconsens got there.

Robert heard the wail of Linconsens, “He’s here!” shouted Robert, Lincon could not believe it. They both heard thumping around the shed.

A big slash at the door broke it in half. “For ticking sakes how did you not get out.” Tocked Linconsens. All of them crouched out of the shed and snuck to a corner of a building trying not to get caught. They peered round every corner trying not to make a sound, although Linconsens cogs and motors whirled quietly. A pigeon flew by them staring at them as it went by.

“Your Father sacrificed himself for me” Linconsens admitted. Looking down at his shoes, Robert looked up to see wildlife all around him. “Where could he be” Lincon muttered. All of them slid down the mossy hill that the shed perched on. At The bottom of the hill was a note that had numbers on it. “The numbers, its the code!” Exclaimed the three of them. “Its has lots of 0 an 1s, was it binary?” exclaimed Lincon. Linconsens cog played a mechanical symphony as he walked. He left footprints in the grass do to his great weight, It was a clear sign that someone could follow them.