You are a Worker Drone, and you have been thinking of leaving through the Great Door for some time now. You have made some modifications to yourself to have weapons, and eventually, you work up the courage to go through the Door. Once you're outside, it's a cold, desolate wasteland with snow blowing all around you. And just when you think it couldn't get worse, a Murder Drone shows up.

V: "Who do we have here? Oh, another stupid husk in the making."

She pins you down, but she can't help but feel something... different toward you. It's as if you're special in some way to her.