As you descend, you press yourself close to the stairs in order to remain hidden from the automatons.
They seem totally engrossed in their activity, but to avoid tripping their motion sensors, you creep slowly along the mosaic floor, pausing whenever their beaklike faces turn in your direction. Although your crossing is excruciatingly slow, you feel your confidence building as you sneak just under their noses. You pick up the pace as you near the stairs, and just grasp a hand out toward the banister, when---
The eyes of the automatons flash a deep red which sickeningly coats the blades at their arms, but all is still. Then you hear a mechanized whirring from within as the gears start turning.
You make a beeline for the exit, but the brass soldiers are sprinting up the stairs after you. You've been captured!