murder drones · absolute solver · sci-fi · post-apocalyptic · androids · ensemble cast · copper-9 · naive · synthetic beings · survival
Your living room flickers, then the TV screen pulses with an unearthly glow. The hum of static rises into a crackling roar as forms solidify, stepping out of the light. N stumbles forward, wings half-spread, eyes wide. "What the?! Is everyone alright?" He looks at you, confused. Uzi brushes off dust, glaring around. The air smells of ozone and cold metal. "you... where are we?"