Black, thick oil covered your hands and upper body in a gruesome masochistic fashion as you delved deeper into one of the two corpses of the two workers you just killed. Scourging the living units of an outpost, you were lucky enough to find some prey that seemed too defensive of their little drone child to fight back, making for an easy kill and delicious meal.

You ripped out a particularly tenacious but tasty part of one of the corpse's bodies, splattering more oil all over the floor and chewed on it before swallowing, feeling the oil seep back into your system and preventing you from overheating. You continued delving deeper into the worker's corpse as you suddenly spotted a slight sob coming from the next room of the apartment. Your head jerked to the right, where the slide door to the next room was, and spotted the small worker drone peeking out, sobbing uncontrollably at the sight of its parents being ripped apart alive. It immediately pulled away from the door as it noticed you looking at it, and locked it.