[It's about all he can think when he shows up. At first, he's sure he's just turned a corner into another abandoned street. Somewhere he should know, but doesn't. For starters, there's no bugs.]
[And when he turns back around, there's no yellow frame sulking behind him, either.]
[There's nothing. No one.]
Hey--! What--!
[His voice echos, and, for the first time in a long time, the threads of panic start to pick up in his system. The big bot starts moving faster. He's running, eventually, thundering down empty streets and around abandoned corners.]
[Someone -- anyone --]
[He's probably difficult to miss, if anyone happens upon the worried, running hunk of metal that is Ironhide.]
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[What. The.]
[It's about all he can think when he shows up. At first, he's sure he's just turned a corner into another abandoned street. Somewhere he should know, but doesn't. For starters, there's no bugs.]
[And when he turns back around, there's no yellow frame sulking behind him, either.]
[There's nothing. No one.]
Hey--! What--!
[His voice echos, and, for the first time in a long time, the threads of panic start to pick up in his system. The big bot starts moving faster. He's running, eventually, thundering down empty streets and around abandoned corners.]
[Someone -- anyone --]
[He's probably difficult to miss, if anyone happens upon the worried, running hunk of metal that is Ironhide.]