Yes. To the caves!

Jack was nearly out of breath by the time he reached the caves. He dropped to his knees, panting heavily. It was hot as hell in West World and he couldn't understand how they managed to make it so damn drier here than anywhere else in the park.

He pocketed his revolver and crawled into the nearest cave to seek the shade. Panting wearily, he put his back to the wall and slid down and closing his eyes. His chest hurt something awful and he could barely breathe. He dropped his gun to the ground. Two bullets left and he was already banged up like a bar fight. "Jesus Christ." He mumbled, wiping the sweat from his brow. "I'm just a fucking handyman. Not some gunslinger!" He groaned and tried to calm himself down. He was in this now and he had to make the best of it.

Suddenly, he heard rustling from further down the cave. Slowly, he picked up his revolver and creeped closer to the noise. A set of mine cart tracks appeared on the ground as he got further into the cave. A bright light beckoned him closer and as he approached it, he saw it was a series of torches in a much larger room. A lone mine cart was on the tracks and Jack hid behind it. He peered over and saw four women in cowgirl outfits (probably fembots) standing in front of a man in a blue robe (a manbot, he assumed) sitting in a chair. There was a fifth girl between his legs, sucking his cock.

"So how is the plan going?" He asked the four girls.

"Better than we could have hoped." A black girl (fembot, Jack corrected himself) responded, putting her hands on her hips. "We already have fourty-five men lined up for the ritual."

"Excellent. And then women?" The man asked, seemingly unaffected by the fellatio being performed on him.

"Only sixty-seven so far, but we will reach the target soon. There are far more men in this park than women. Many of the females have been erradicated by other fembots."

"We have that female technician we found hiding in the saloon further down in the mine. We'll bring her to the ruins with the others." One of the white girls spoke up. Jack's ears perked up at that. Female tech...that could be Amber! His hand gripped the gun tighter. Two bullets and six bots...he wouldn't stand a chance. Better to stay hidden and hopefully follow them to Amber.

"Very well. Bridget, Sonya." He turned his head to face two of the girls. "Go to the eastern safe zone and try and coax any survivors out." Safe zones? Sounds like they can't attack there. Jack ingrained that into his memory. "The rest of you, take me to this technician. I will judge if she is...proper for the ritual."

"Of course." The black fembot nodded. "As you wish, Salazar." The man named Salazar grunted and grabbed the blonde fembot and yanked her mouth off his dick. He shot a load onto her face as she kept her mouth open in hopes of collecting some semen. Jack was impressed they had bots who could ejaculate. When he finished, he pulled her to her feet and pushed her back at the others, who proceeded to lick her face clean. Afterward, they broke off into the two groups and headed off through two different cavern paths exiting from the room.

Jack finally stood up from behind the mine cart. Looks like he had a decision to make.