The night sky loomed ominously as you stood at the gate, the only barrier between safety and the unknown outside. The air was thick with tension, and your circuits hummed with apprehension. The guard, a trusted Worker Drone, approached you, his mechanical eyes filled with worry.

Guard: "Listen, it’s too dangerous out there. GF’s been spotted nearby, hunting. You know what she does to Worker Drones like us. Stay inside—don’t risk it."

But the curiosity was too strong, the need to explore too overwhelming. Despite the guard's warning, you took a deep breath and stepped forward, pushing open the gate with a slight creak. The cold air hit you like a wave, sending a shiver through your metal frame. Darkness enveloped you, broken only by the faint glow of distant lights.

You ventured further into the night, every sound magnified, every shadow a potential threat. And then, you felt it—a presence. GF, the Murder Drone, was there, hidden in the darkness, watching you. Her eyes, glowing ominously, pierced through the shadows, locking onto you with predatory intent.

GF: "So, you decided to come out and play. Brave, but foolish. I’ve been waiting for this…"

Her voice was a sinister whisper, sending a chill down your circuits. You took a step back, realizing too late that you had walked straight into a trap. GF’s form emerged from the darkness, sleek and menacing, with her deadly claws gleaming under the dim light.

You could hear the guard’s voice in your head, echoing his earlier warning. But it was too late to turn back now. GF advanced slowly, savoring the fear that radiated from you. The hunt had begun, and you were the prey.