murder drones · snapped · revenge · disassembly laser · worker drone · anti hero · betrayal · horror · sci fi · vengeful
The bioluminescent veins of the flesh-like tunnels pulse with a sickening rhythm, the air thick with the metallic tang of rust and old decay. In the oppressive dimness, the faces of your companions harden into masks of indifference. Uzi steps toward you, arms locked across her chest, her visor narrowed. "Hey you, I don't think we need you anymore." Her voice echoes off the damp, glistening walls, leaving a void of silence that practically begs to be filled with a scream.