Suddenly he started up, and realized that he knew who he was, or
I was doing here in a munitions factory. He could not remember his name
or that he had been doing. He could remember nothing.

The factory was huge, with assembly lines and conveyor belts, and the
sound of the parts were being assembled.

He took one of the revolvers finishes a box where they were being,
automatically packaged. Evidently he had been operating on the machine,
but now stood.

Picked up the gun as something very natural. Walked slowly to the other side of the
manufactured, along ramps surveillance. There was another man packing
bullets.

"Who am I?" - He said slowly, uncertainly.
He continued to work. It looked, it seemed that not
had heard.

"Who am I? Who am I? "- He cried, and even whole factory reverberated with the echo of his
wild cries, nothing changed. The men kept working, not looking up.
Agito the gun against the head of the man who packed a bullet. Hit him, and the
packer fell, and his face hit the box of bullets that fell on the floor.
He picked one. It was the correct size. He loaded several more.

I hear the click-click of footsteps on him, he turned and saw another man walking
monitoring over a ramp. "Who am I?" - He shouted. I really did not expect
response.

But the man looked down and started running.
He pointed the gun up and fired twice. The man stopped, and fell
knees, but before falling, pressed a red button on the wall.
A siren began to howl, loud and clear.

"Murderer! Murderer! Murderer! "- Blared the speakers.
The workers looked up. They continued to work.
He ran, trying to get away from the siren speaker. He saw a door and ran to her.
Opened, and four uniformed men appeared. He was shot with strange weapons
energy. The rays passed him.

He fired three more times, and one of the uniformed men fell, the gun sounded to fall
the ground.

He ran in another direction, but more soldiers came from the other door. He looked
furiously around. They were coming from everywhere! I had to escape!
Climbed, higher and higher towards the top. But there were more of them there. He had
trapped. Shot to empty the magazine of the gun.

They came to him, some from above, others from below. "Please! No
shoot! They do not realize that I just want to know who I am! "
Shot, and he brought down energy beams. Everything went dark ...

I watched as the door closed behind him, and then the truck drove away. "One of
them becomes a murderer from time to time, "said the guard.
"I do not understand," said the second, scratching his head. "Look at that. What was it that
said? I just want to know who I am. That was it.
It seemed almost human. I'm beginning to think they are making those robots
too well. "

They watched the robot repair truck disappear around the bend.