Tink, tink, tink went the sound of the bullets ripping into metal casings of the robots. The rounds fired by the robots ripped into the dirt with little puffs of light and clouds of dust. Finally one of the guards arrived and lobbed some sort of device at the shaft. It rolled and there was a metalic tink. A short little scream came as a sound like the foam coming out of a shaving cream can filled the air.

In a matter of moments a second canister erupted in the shaft. A couple of the guards rushed in and stood waiting for the foam to harden enough to pull the trespasser out.

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