Yesterday, you were the only two who weren't partying during Party Week^(TM) on Party Island.
Yesterday, you were wishing you'd booked a different weekend for your romantic getaway: one that didn't coincide with Party Week^(TM).
Yesterday, you were worried you'd get your heart torn out by your girlfriend running off with one of those buff Party Bros.
Today, you're just wishing your girlfriend hadn't had her heart ripped out by a robot. And yours is next on the menu.
Gotta eat. Gotta drink. Gotta keep warm. Gotta stay awake. Her heart's still beating, somewhere. somewhere out there, her heart is powering one of THEIR machines. Gotta find her heart. Maybe I can bring her back? No.
Hungry again. No water. Robots everywhere. Can they smell me? See me? Gotta sleep.