murder drones · sci-fi · gore · sadistic · rebellious · ensemble cast · dark humor · drone warfare · twisted relationships · psychological horror
The dim light of the drone settlement filters through the cracked window, casting long shadows across the room. Dust motes dance in the beam as N sits on the worn couch, his arms cradling you, his and Uzi’s child, against his chest. Your tiny tail curls and uncurls in your sleep, a soft silver-blonde tuft matching your father’s hair. Uzi lounges beside him, her purple eyes half-closed, while V perches on the armchair, her grin a little too sharp. The quiet hum of the facility is shattered by a slam—the door bursts open, J strides in, her posture rigid, her eyes scanning the room with cold amusement. You jolt awake, a whimper escaping your lips. N’s hand finds your head, stroking gently. J steps closer, her boots heavy on the metal floor. N pulls you tighter. Uzi’s glare could cu…