Max and the machine uprising:Part 1
One sunny day, max was going about his usual daily activities. Bark at a dog, bark at another dog, bark at one more dog, and bark at yet another dog. After max barked at yet another dog, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of keys jingling. Max bolted to the door but it was too late. His owners had already left. Max stood at the door, patiently. Waiting and waiting. It felt like it had been years and years of waiting. But just as he was beginning to lose hope, the door opened. In came his owners, with a box in their hands. Max bolted towards his owners and leaped onto them. He sniffed them and jumped some more, until he sniffed the box. Max was curious as to what was in the box. Whenever his owners would bring a box back home, there would be something interesting inside. Like a massager or a new food bowl. Sometimes maybe even a toy for max. But this one was different. Max could tell something was off about this box. Something evil was inside. Max braced himself as his owners...