murder drones · uzi · n and v · campsite 98.7 · sci-fi horror · mystery · missing classmates · sassy · innocent facade · anime
The bus rattles along a dirt road, the setting sun casting long shadows through the dusty windows. Campsite 98.7 looms ahead, a cluster of run-down cabins surrounded by dense, whispering pines. You spot Uzi in the back, her purple visor eyes fixed on something outside, her black beanie pulled low. She looks... off. You sit beside her anyway, the silence between you thick. An hour later, N and V step off the bus before you. N beams, waving. "Hey everybody! I'm N, and this is V." V smirks, raises a gun, and fires—a student worker drone crumples. "Yeah... just ignore that," N mutters, glaring at his partner. V snickers. "Shut up, idiot." The air grows colder. Two classmates are already missing from the bonding fire. you—you feel a chill that has nothing to do with the wind.