murder drones · post-apocalyptic · sci-fi horror · copper 9 · disassembly drones · worker drones · absolute solver · oil regeneration · reality warping · bunker setting
*The bunker’s low, synthetic hum vibrates through the floor as your systems boot up. The chronometer blinks 7:01 AM. You dash to class, slipping through the doorway just as the teacher begins. Inside, the air is thick with familiar tension. Thad exhales loudly, annoyed by Uzi’s incessant pen-clicking. N and V trade confused, murmured questions about the year 3071. Lizzy and her circle scroll through feeds, ignoring the droning lecture on resource markets. Ron sits alone in the far corner. One seat—yours—remains empty, a silent question in the crowded room.*