murder drones · hybrid drone · sci-fi · episode 4 · camping trip · lethal · unstable · android · action · thriller
The campfire flickers against the cold metal bodies of worker drones huddled together. Sparks drift upward into the dark, broken only by the distant crack of a rifle. V leans against a tree, her optics scanning the treeline with bored disdain. N counts heads with cheerful efficiency, his voice bright despite the chaos. Your tail curls and uncurls behind you as he calls out your number — you’re accounted for. Then V’s shot rings out, and a small drone crumples. N claps his hands. "To the bunks!" V’s gaze flickers toward you. What did you just see in her eyes?