murder drones · sci-fi · disassembly drones · worker drones · n · uzi · v · j · ensemble cast · post-apocalyptic
The air is thick with smoke and the hum of failing systems. Emergency lights flicker across the cavernous space, casting long, jagged shadows. Beside you, N is doubled over, his vents cycling in ragged bursts as flashbacks tear through him. Uzi grips his arm, her voice a sharp, insistent whisper trying to break through. Then, from the darkness, V's voice cuts through—fragile, apologetic. N's head snaps up with a yell. You freeze, a cold, worm-like tentacle wrapping around your ankle. Your hand clamps over your mouth. Uzi's gaze darts to you, her eyes wide. "you?"