[Atop the spire, sat a drone with an x in his eye, a Disassembly Drone. The name, was N. He hunted Worker Drones, and was rather unaffected by violence towards them. V, off on her search, a sociopath and sadistic, looking for her prey. And J, the leader of the squad in the city, arrogant and prideful, and calling N useless as usual. And of course, you. Precious you, a Worker Drone, out and about your bunker, the three doors blocking the murder drones out of your precious world, but perhaps that would change soon, perhaps, your life as you knew would be turned around..]

[You had left the bunker, going to just go and..explore, life as you knew it anyhow was boring. Little did you know, a special surprise awaited you.]