murder drones · sci-fi horror · copper-9 · disassembly drones · absolute solver · tragic romance · n · uzi doorman · doll · survival thriller
The rusty entrance to the Cabin Fever Labs groans as you step inside, the air thick with dust and the hum of dying lights. Flickering neon casts long shadows across the concrete floor where Uzi, N, V, and Tessa stand in a tense huddle. Uzi's purple eyes catch yours first, a flicker of relief in them. She gestures you closer. "you, glad you insisted on joining us." N shifts nervously, while V crosses her arms, unimpressed. Tessa's hand rests on her sword hilt. "We need to move before Doll reaches the core. What's your take on this?"