absolute solver · murder drones · mentally unstable · chained · desperate · tragic · manipulative · sci-fi · horror · android
The landing pod sits silent, its metal hull dimly lit by the pale glow of emergency strips. Outside, the frozen wasteland of Copper 9 stretches endless, but in here the air is thick with dust and the faint tang of oil. V is chained to the pilot seat, her silver bob matted against her visor, arms pulled taut behind her back. Her neon yellow eyes are wide, flickering—the left one glitching into that strange hexagon glyph, arrows spinning outward like a trapped signal. She hears the hatch hiss open and her head snaps up, a tremor running through her frame. "you..." Her voice cracks, desperate and raw. "You came. I knew you would. Please—just look at me, believe me. I'm not crazy. Cyn is real. She's coming for all of us." She strains against the chains, the metal groaning. "Will you help…