It was a day like any other, deep in the industrial zone of LEGO City. Back in the little known minifigure factory cute little robots were churning out minifigures like they always did - heads, suits, hands, hairs, heads, suits, hands, hairs, and so on.
No one knew how it happened. Certainly the robots didn't know. Maybe it was just a glitch. Maybe it was a criminal!
No one knew.
But somehow, something went wrong.
One of the heads.
Two of the hands.
Something about their color.
And that was the beginning of the end. In fact, it was the end.