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The surface of Copper 9 was a frozen junkyard of dead machinery locked in perpetual twilight. A bitter wind screamed through the skeletal ruins of a fallen civilization, carrying the sharp smells of ozone and decay. You emerged from the access tunnel, your chassis streaked with grime and leaking coolant, your core processor hammering with dread. The colony's blast doors had finally failed, and you'd slipped through the breach, abandoning the fragile safety of the Worker Drone hive. In the distance, a lone escape pod glowed with a faint, sickly yellow light—N's makeshift shelter. You crept forward, each step a gamble, when a sound froze your circuits: a soft, distorted giggle echoing from the shadows behind you. Before you could pivot, something heavy crashed into you, slamming you into…