WHERE'S MY ROBOT?

Document Text:
January 13, 1985
MEMORANDUM FOR: Carver, Strauss, Weaver
FROM: Grey
SUBJECT: Where the hell’s my robot?

First of all, let me make this clear – I’m not angry. I may be disappointed, possibly irked, but definitely not anything approaching vexed or even… chafed? I just want to know who took Klaus and why.

When the Director tasked me with this project, one thing was clear – I could take whatever time was needed to make sure we got it right. Yes, the prototype unit was assembled from parts delivered to us, and my work has been mainly focused on improving its central processing unit. Now, that may seem like a simple task to a manager with the clipboard and a checklist, but these things take time! I was promised 6 more weeks of R&D.

This is the reason I was shocked to discover that, during my lunchbreak, someone broke into my lab and took Klaus. If someone I know is taking the piss, haha! But if someone else has taken him believing he’s ready for the big show, they’ve bitten off more than they can chew.

Yes, we’ve made massive improvements to his combat abilities, but there are still basic concepts of human interaction that Klaus was only just beginning to grasp. Did you know he crushed Jerry’s ribcage giving him a hug? A hug! He thought he was helping, that he was doing a good thing! Such misjudgments could have serious ramifications on the battlefield.

As I said, I’m not angry. Not even a little bit. I would just like to know who the hell took my robot and why.

[handwritten across the bottom:
Grey—
Burn this and delete any record of it from the mainframe. Klaus was taken by the Director for use in Berlin. I don’t know anything beyond that. I told you to come to me first – something is happening.
--Weaver]