QUOTE : Speaking of welding torches... there’s one heading our way!’<br /><br />The Nursebot was not wrong. Coming for them with the calculated patience of a Grim Reaper on rollerblades was the greatest wildfire the trio had ever seen. Burning in a mischievous cobalt-blue flame that straightforwardly spelled “chemical fire”, the all-consuming flames had cornered them by the unopenable hatch, within an inch of their lives.<br /><br />‘We’re all going to die!’ wined 22-8, cradling his coppery head. ‘We’re done for!’<br /><br />‘I thought you social robots were built with problem-solving code,’ said Floater, hovering as close to the ceiling as possible.<br /><br />‘Yes, well. My problem-solving code took too much space on the disk,’ said 22-8 morosely.<br /><br />Floater shook his head in disbelief. ‘So you deleted it? To make room for what?’<br /><br />22-8 lowered his head and whispered something that sounded very much like “dank memes” before falling silent.