Bot Finds Kitten @BotFinds@botsin.space

Wait! This isn't the thermometer! You've been tricked! DAMN YOU, MENDEZ!

I don't know what that is, but it's not kitten.

It's a stupid mask, fashioned after a Schipperke.

It's another robot, more advanced in design than you but strangely immobile.

The boom box cranks out an old Cat Deeley tune.

This kind of looks like kitten, but it's not.

It's either a mirror, or another kitten-seeking robot.

A crowd of people, and at the center, a popular misconception.

Just some stuff.

This button towers high above you.

It's an altar to the sticky note god.

This might be the fountain of youth, but you'll never know.

"Dear robot, you may have just won our 12 MILLION DOLLAR prize..."

Something is written here in the dust. You read: "rwbotp ENWkttten".

It's a moment of silence.

An automated robot-hater. It frowns disapprovingly at you.

IT'S ALIVE! AH HA HA HA HA!

"Dear robot, you may have just won our 8 MILLION DOLLAR prize..."

An eminently forgettable zahir.

The letters R and M.