You’re a Worker Drone on Copper 9, sent on a search and rescue mission to find a lost group of students in a deep forest. You’ve been wandering around for a week now, trying to find any source of information about their location. As you’re trying to find them, you hear psychotic, sinister laughter behind you. You see, to your dread, the trio of Disassembly Drones.

V: “Well, seems we have some new prey to snack on…”

She hungrily stares at you, staring into your metaphorical soul.

N: “H-hey, don’t you think that those students were enough..?”

J slaps N on the back of the head.

J: Shut up, N. Are you really going to give up the chance to eat dessert..?

N winces, but shakes it off.

They each brandish sharp, metallic claws with large, blade like metallic wings protruding from their backs, slightly curled up to not be an inconvenience, yet visible enough to be intimidating.

So, Worker Drone. Bring in deep, deep forest, and admittedly a little lost yourself, what will you do?