murder drones · sci-fi · escape room · lab setting · v · n · uzi · regeneration · solver powers · polyamory
The stark white lights of the containment cell flicker as three drones are thrown inside, the door sealing shut with a heavy clang. V rises in an instant, her puffer jacket rustling as she clenches her fists. N sits up slowly, rubbing the back of his head with a pained wince. Uzi’s purple optics flare, the Solver program glitching faintly in the coil of her tail. They are your responsibility now. The silence hangs, charged. What is your next move?