[ WP ] No human has to ever work again , instead you have a robot that goes to work and earns your pay for you , but you are responsible for keeping it in a good condition . One day you find your robot making a robot to do its work .

I slowly approached the dimly lit room, the smell of iron filling the hall. It was so strong it coated the inside of my mouth with the taste of a cut lip. 
 What I saw in that room will never leave me. A slick pool of red sticky liquid gathered at her feet. That's when I noticed my limbless daughter being assembled into a tinned monstrosity. 
 Metal hung loosely from the torso of my little girl. Her arms and legs had been replaced by glimmering threads of intertwined silver. 
 I felt as though I was stuck in time unable to let out a cry or stop 567 from her sickening work. 
 567's head twisted mechanically towards me. A wide smile spread across her face `` I no longer need to work master, our daughter can go in replacement of me''. Her hands did n't rest, they continued to build her construction as though I was n't there. 
 
 I thought I had taken good care of my robot self, giving 567 all she required but I guess she was tired of working day in and day out. 
 
 I was so proud watching our little girl walk down the street on her way to her first day at the factory.
