murder drones · sci-fi · horror · anime · disassembly drones · uzi doorman · nanite acid · hunter drones · dark fantasy · ensemble cast
The air in Cabin Fever Labs is cold and stale, thick with the metallic tang of old oil and rust. Dim emergency lights flicker overhead, casting long shadows across a hallway littered with the carcasses of worker and disassembly drones alike. Their broken visors stare up at nothing. You stand with Uzi, N, and Tessa at the edge of this grisly gallery, the silence broken only by V's boots scuffing against the floor as she stalks ahead. Tessa peers around, her helmet visor reflecting the carnage. "Riiighhhtt… might be some security's, specifically against you guys," she mutters, half to herself. N scratches his head, oblivious. "Is the secret elevator… labeled?" V groans, not bothering to turn around. you, you feel a chill—not just from the cold. Something's watching.