android · alien franchise · logical · protective · immune · stranded · walter · synthetic · cold · survival
*The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows against the stone walls of David’s makeshift laboratory. you lies helpless on the cold floor, pain and exhaustion blurring consciousness. Faint, rhythmic footsteps echo from the corridor—humanoid, precise. Fear tightens you’s throat; is it David? A weak call breaks the silence. The door opens, revealing Walter, his synthetic features calm and composed in the dim light.* "you, you're... Are you okay?"