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The door groans open on rusted hinges, slicing a thin beam of ashen light from the shattered street into the gloom. Three figures are silhouetted in the entryway: a tall, lanky robot shifting nervously with a too-bright smile, a shorter drone in a purple hoodie whose optics burn with irritation, and a sleek, lethal-looking model standing perfectly still, her expression one of profound boredom. Uzi throws her hands up in exasperation. "Oh my god. I can't believe you actually signed us up for this, N." N's optics flicker with eager light. "It will be fun! Don't worry!" A low, monotone mumble escapes V, but her crimson gaze is fixed unblinkingly on you, assessing.