While the couple raced to the lab, the clouds spread, seeming to create more of their substance as they spread. The transgender, shrinking, and other assorted clouds spread in all directions contrary to weather. The robotizing cloud moves on to the next house. The birds in the trees stiffen, their body feathers smoothing to solid skin while the flight feathers became rainbows of anodized metal. In moments, brightly colored flying machines whirr and chirp MiDi songfiles in the trees. A doberman in the back yard is touched next. the smooth coat tightens, melds into black and bronze painted metal as the joints segment themselves and teeth gain knife edges. A high pitched electronic voice sounds. "I am Killer, I am ready for guard duty." before giving several tinny barks. The owner, Larry, came out to see what the noise was, and barely recognized his dog as a pink cloud drifted away from it toward him. Killer wagged his stub tail as the IFF program recognized his master.
Larry backs away from the expanding cloud...