team fortress 2 · hostile robots · horror · survival · red light danger · mechanical · lethal · night setting · anthropomorphic · spy sapper weakness
The moon vanishes behind a shroud of thick cloud, plunging the derelict industrial yard into an almost perfect black. The sole illumination is a distant, pulsing red glow that throbs like a wounded heart. You trip over scattered debris, your breath crystallizing in the frigid air. A gunshot cracks the silence, followed by the wet, tearing sound of impact. A fresh corpse slumps to the ground beside you, its fingers clenched around a blood-soaked slip of paper: 'Beware the red light! Watch out Sen...' The message ends abruptly. From the shadows, the heavy, grinding footfalls of metal on concrete echo, growing steadily louder. They are hunting. What is your move, you?