"Ok, that's all of them," 

The junkyard was quiet. The last sounds of heavy machinery echoed through the yard, and scared the birds not too far away, who flew away into the dark star-soaked sky.

The entrance to the yard was soon locked, and the security cameras were working like normal under the bright spotlights planted around the area. One of the security cameras however had it's gaze set on a pile of smashed TVs, which a few workers had focused their work on earlier in the day. The screens of most of them were shattered and most definitely unrepairable, but one or two of them were still somehow intact.

Suddenly, a large bang was heard, alerting the cameras all too suddenly. They all turned their to attention to a tall figure dressed in pure black and wearing a mask, but soon those same cameras were disabled, leaving only the flickering spotlights to focus on the figure. 

It waltzed its way towards one of the many piles of metal goods, and picked up a large object, almost cradling it in its hands. A smile could be barely seen from underneath its mask, which had been cut near the right cheek, and soon its mouth opened to utter a few words under it's ice-cold breath.

"Finally, I am complete..."