![]() ![]() Now, reader, what I haven't mentioned is that tightly packed inside each crate was a brand-new robot. The first crate rode to shore on a tumbling, rumbling wave and then crashed against the rocks with such force that the whole thing burst apart. ![]() As the crates drifted closer, the soft green shapes slowly sharpened into the hard edges of a wild, rocky island. And then a smudge of green appeared on the horizon. There was only calm water and clear skies and those five crates lazily bobbing along an ocean current. There were no clouds, no ships, no land in sight. One after another, they were swallowed up by the waves, until only five crates remained.īy morning the hurricane was gone. But as the hurricane thrashed and swirled and knocked them around, the crates also began sinking into the depths. The ship left hundreds of crates floating on the surface. And in the middle of the chaos, a cargo ship was sinking A hurricane roared and raged through the night. Our story begins on the ocean, with wind and rain and thunder and lightning and waves. ![]()
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