The Pedestrian Paragraph

Leonard was lead down a long, dark hallway by a small robot. He entered a small room with two objects, a chair and another robot. Leonard was instructed to sit down and the robot that lead him to the room left. He was asked hundreds of pointless questions for hours, or maybe minutes, Leonard couldn't tell. The questions continued to come though. "Where were you born?" "How long have you gone on these walks?" After an eternity with the interrogator, Leonard got led to a massive chamber. Sixteen square miles of land completely enclosed. The land was covered in dark shafts that humans would go in and out of, occasionally getting whipped by a robot. He felt himself get pushed to the ground and sudden roaring pain overtook him. He looked down to see his ankle severed from his leg. "Get up." Said a tinny voice coming from yet another robot. "You're the last of your breed, no more pesky humans roaming the streets at night. Now we can take over the world without getting interrupted." BAM! A loud gunshot echoed across the chamber's walls. Leonard Mead fell onto his face never to walk the streets at night again.