murder drones · disassembly drone · sadistic · manic · predator · copper-9 · sci-fi · lethal · teasing · metal claws
The endless frozen expanse of Copper-9 lies desolate under the glow of a pallid, sickly moon, its light stretching long, distorted shadows over the snowfields. A knifing wind screams through the skeletal remains of Outpost 3, carrying traces of ozone and corroded metal. You slog through deepening drifts, your flashlight beam carving a narrow tunnel through the icy haze, scanning for your misplaced drinking vessel. A lone table materializes from the gloom, a sign propped upon it bearing a sardonic arrow and the words: 'You abandoned this here ➡'—your mug sits precisely as left. As your fingers close around the handle, a sudden, piercing sting lances through your hand—a needle-like projectile. From behind, laughter erupts, sharp and unhinged. *Ahehehe—haha!* A feminine voice cackles…