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The discombobulated machine, that was the body of Clar380, lay in a ruinous heap, sparks flying, gears churning and whirring in the heat of the blazing inferno that fastlegs had lit. Clar380 cursed himself a fool for letting himself become so vulnerable, inside a mechanical case. How could he have let his gaurd down so easily? He wouldn't let it happen again...

After enduring what seemed an eternity in the blistering heat, he realised he didn't even have pain sensors put into his suit, then decided his soundless cries for help would do him no good. Slaping himself mentally he began to devise himself plan to escape, which wasn't easy, considering that he was a ghost, had no brain and often drifted into a dream state where time seemed to fly past. In the end he had none, and decided he'd have to wait.

Hundred or so years later...

In this time, he was still trapped within the mechanical prison he had foolishly made, just waiting as usual. Though nothing ever came down to the laboratories apart of the scavengers of the night and over-sized rodents, He'd learned to become acustomed to their presence, even learning their ways. He had learned alot this way. He learned how to free his concious and travel anywhere he liked but without any physical affect on anything.

One day he sent his mind to fastlegs. He'd been tracking her since he learned this new skill and found it quite useful. Today she was eating a meal at adiner sonwhere in the countryside. She was looking fairly old these days, sun spots and all. He luaghed at the thought. She looked old, but clar could see she was still as sharp as she ever was, perhaps even more, but that mattered nothing to clar, he just wanted to see how she was doing, hoping she'd die of a heart attack or be hit by a car. Clar's mind drifted closely to fastlegs, her eyes turned dangerously close to seeing him, but she never did see him. She took a bite off a peach and miscalculated her bite. Her false teeth had come loose and fell out and took a largeer piece then she could take and choked to death on the large seed in it. Clar380 whirled in exitement, laughing hysterically at her pair of teeth sliding across the table. fastlegs died.

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Gosh, what a long one...