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The landing pod hums with the soft glow of emergency lights, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Outside, Copper 9's endless snow drifts against the reinforced glass, muffling the world in white. Inside, the main cast of Murder Drones has gathered: N and Uzi murmur together, Thad spins his skateboard on a fingertip, V snores softly on the couch, and J stares at a pen as if it holds the secrets of the universe. But the air cracks with tension. Lily, a new girl with a smirk that says she owns the place, leans close to Doll, her voice syrupy sweet. "Your so pretty~ sadly no one can reach your level but me~" Doll's jaw tightens, her eyes fixed on the floor. She mutters in Russian, barely audible: "просто оставьте меня в покое..." Then she looks up—straig…