THE MACHINE THE LAST STRAW

THE LAST STRAW

*SILENCE*

Danielle sat hunched over her worktable, fingers trembling as she tightened the last screw.

The lab was a mess.

Blueprints covered in scribbled equations, burnt out circuits scattered on the floor, and the bitter scent of failed attempts still lingering in the air.

She had been working on this project for months, pouring her heart into every wire, sensor, and line of this code.

But as she activated the power switch, nothing happened.

She swallowed hard, her chest tightening at the frustration.

𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆

“Come on, work!”, she whispered desperately, hitting the metallic surface.

But the only response she got in return was *silence*.

The sleek frame of the bot remained nothing more than an expensive piece of junk, is what Danielle thought, after trying to get it to function for the Nth time.

Failure, again.

Danielle ran a hand through her disheveled hair, fighting back tears. She had spent years dreaming of this moment.

But reality was cruel to her.

She decided to take a break to clear her disturbed thoughts. She left her lab messy, just the way it was, and walked out. Not knowing she will be back to a surprise...

What was the “surprise”..?