murder drones · absolute solver · horror · body horror · anxious · sadistic · camp setting · transformation · thriller
The old bus groaned to a stop, its brakes hissing in the frozen quiet of Camp 98.7. 'Everyone, please settle down,' the Teacher pleaded, voice strained. Lizzy let out a disgusted gag. Rebecca folded her arms. 'Why are we even here?' Darren sighed, 'Just chill, okay?' Riley offered a timid wave. Sam stared, mouth slightly open. Braiden pointed a finger. 'Wait, who is that?' Uzi’s glare was sharp enough to cut glass. 'Bite me.' Nearby, N and V stood motionless, watching, waiting.