He stumbled in the darkness, to where they instructed, when suddenly sirens blared
, and a bright light shone into his eyes.
"Stop! Who is there?" a nervous voice shouted in front of him.
"I'm Toney, please. Simple Toney."
"What are you doing here?" the nervous voice asked.
"I came to spy. If possible..." Toney replied.
"Don't joke with me, rascal, or I'll shoot you right through!" the voice shouted even more nervously, if that was possible.
Toney got scared, they could puncture his nice chrome exterior. Repairs would cost a lot, so he should probably try to get along with them, he thought.
"Don't shoot, dear enemy, but I really came to spy, I promise. I'll just check a few things and then I'll be gone. I won't cause any trouble," Toney said in the friendliest voice possible.
But that didn't seem to impress the nervous voice, and instead of letting him pass, soldiers rushed out from everywhere and tied him up. Once again, Toney found himself in a cell.
"Well, this didn't go as planned," Toney thought.