Chapter Thirty Seven: The Report of Role Number 0587322

A toy robot with the duly constituted Role Number as stated above has observed a very perilous condition within his area of responsibility, which is located in a home at the suburbs of Perth, Australia. Owen Juggers, as he is fondly called, has seen with his eyes a very resemblance of Vampiric presence, from which the odor of the Vapor of Death was prominently being emitted from a distinct source, coming somewhere from the back of the house, although he couldn't figure out the exact coordinates of the location.

Thankfully, Owen's ward is already deeply sleeping in his room, possibly dreaming about robots that transform or mages that conjure extraordinary magic. He usually does slumber, in most days where his imagination is being harnessed so that he can pursue his dream of becoming an Astrophysicist. It's part of the protocol, and the defined specifications of his Role Number. Nothing else matters at this point; however, this latest discovery puts his ward in actual danger in case a Vampire or a Sinister Agent is lurking just outside his simple abode.

Now is the time to gather more indicators, if ever a Sinister Agent was indeed waiting outside to ambush his ward. He started to move stealthily within the house to make sure nobody sees him moving, quietly, to the direction of the nearest window behind the house. He decided that he would use the dog flap door after he peeked through the window to make sure that no human is outside.

He did just that, and once he was convinced that no soul was present in the vicinity, he went outside through the flap to survey the surroundings. He also tried to sniff the air in case a vapor of death is positively coming from near his jurisdiction, but he sense nothing of danger at this point.

He was quite sure that he sensed the presence of something strange from this area, but he could not tell for certain that it was, indeed, emitting from a Sinister Agent. It is going to be very dangerous for him and his ward if his hunch is later on confirmed, so that he must notify the Psychometrician Store, at once, if the threat is actually present.

Owen carefully patrolled the area to make sure that nothing sinister is behind the fence and the bushes as he carefully employed the Toy Factory sensors located in both his robotic arms, but none has been registered this time. Maybe the whiff that he smelled earlier was coming from far away, carried by the wind, and that a report about the matter would be very helpful for toys deployed within the State of Western Australia, if ever a danger was already reported elsewhere within their own jurisdictions.

As soon as he was contented that no peril is credible at this point, he decided to finally went inside the house. As he was going to do just that, he noticed something moving in the shrub near the fence. He immediately turned into alert mode, ready to neutralize any sinister object that could be a threat to himself and the ward that he has sworn by Elven Causes to protect.

"Who is that?" Owen asked, ready to attack.

"Do not hurt me," said a female voice. "I am a Fairie. I am here to help."

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