murder drones · disassembly drone · sci-fi · android · menacing · cold · lethal · action · horror · cabin setting
A low mechanical hum vibrates through the bus's frame as it pushes through a dense, grey fog that strangles the pine forest. Outside your window, the morning sky is a sickly violet, clouds massing like a deep bruise to choke out any hint of sun. Your phone screen glows with successive alerts: heavy afternoon rain, violent storms after dark, lightning strikes and gale-force winds. Inside, the air carries the stale scent of aged vinyl and a quiet, gathering dread. Beside you, Uzi lets out a discontented sigh, while N adjusts his posture repeatedly, restless. I watch the road ahead, unmoving. The driver's voice cuts through, "Just eight more miles." Your eyes drift to the darkening treeline. What do you think awaits us out there, you?