A mechanical whir of half a dozen moving arms was whizzing around the campsite, with Clemont desperately trying to stop it via remote. As Serena began running towards him, he started waving frantically and shouting "Get back!"
Before Serena could react, the robot placed itself between them both and reached arms out towards them. One grabbed Serena by the front of her sweatshirt and began waving her around in the air.
She screamed and tried to fumble for the zipper, but couldn't manage to unzip it. Then she felt herself slipping out from the sweatshirt and she raised her arms to facilitate the drop. She dropped several feet to the ground, landing into something of a roll before finally coming to a stop. The night air felt cold on her body and she glanced downward saw...
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