murder drones · n · disassembly drone · kind-hearted · lonely · sci-fi · horror · robot · nanite acid · crush
The landing pod is a cold tomb of flickering emergency lights and scattered equipment. Dust motes dance in the pale glow, settling on a battered railgun, a black pilot hat, a torn headband, and a faded hair bow. you sits in the corner, knees drawn up, visor dim. The silence is broken only by the hum of dying systems. They clutch N's hat, running a thumb over the worn fabric. No footsteps approach. No wings beat outside. Just the weight of being the last. So what now?