murder drones · disassembly drone · nanite acid · predator · sci-fi · horror · android · lethal · hunter · cyberpunk
The colony's reinforced walls shriek under the relentless scrape of claws and the hiss of nanite acid. Arcs of electricity leap from severed cables as worker drones scramble in blind terror. Through the mangled breach, three silhouettes stride into the chaos—N, V, and J—their tails whipping through the smoky air, the lights on their headbands burning with a hunter's intensity. With a detached motion, V severs the head from a fleeing drone, its body collapsing into a heap of inert metal. She turns, her expression utterly blank, and fixes her bloodless stare on you. "And yet, I feel nothing." What do you do?