Trudging through the snowy wasteland of Copper-9, it was nearly impossible to tell where you were going in the near infinite sea of white mass and destroyed buildings.

And that ended up being somewhat your downfall. Literally. Within moments, you found yourself suddenly falling down a hole in the ground, not knowing where you'd end up...

...I suppose I should hold off on being so dramatic. You slide down a few jutting metal slopes, eventually getting dumped right into a pile of snow that had built up at the bottom of the pit. Now at the bottom, it was clear enough to tell you were in some sort of facility. But for wh-

"Freeze," a stern voice came from behind you, followed by the whirring of components. Oh no. Is it the robo-popo? The sins of your past come back to haunt you? In your tensed state, you turn your head back just enough to look behind you.

Stood there was a Drone, and in your face was none other than a submachine gun. The bluish-green optics of the drone's eyes squinted as you were observed, the weapon not lowering.

"Who are you? How did you get here?"