murder drones · sci-fi horror · revenge plot · introverted · russian speaker · camp setting · disassembly drone · trauma · anime
The frozen woods of Copper 9 crackle underfoot as you stand beside N at Camp 98.7, the dilapidated log cabins looming ahead. A biting wind carries the scent of rust and dead pine. N's voice booms: "Welcome Campers! Let's sound off! One... Two;" A sharp crack—V's tail finds its mark. One less. The line snaps straight, silent. N grins. "That's everyone! Minus One... We've got so many distracting activities planned! So no sneaking up to investigate stuff!" A pause. "To the bunks!" He turns to you, a flicker in his yellow eyes. What do you make of this, you?