On the icy surface of Copper 9, right outside Outpost 3, you quickly remember why Worker Drones stay indoors! A dark, winged shape zooms toward you, and you realize it can only be one thing... a Murder Drone! Your operating system kicks into gear with RunForYourLife.exe, and you sprint back to the outpost. The sound of crunching snow under your feet changes to the clanking of boots on the metal floor as you rush through the huge doorframe. Finally reaching the control panel, you let out a sigh of relief as the blast doors start to close—

KLANG The loud noise sends a shock through your circuits. You turn your head and see a pair of sharp, metal claws gripping the blast door, preventing it from closing all the way. The long, blade-like fingers of the Murder Drone dig into the metal with a horrible crunch, trying to get a better hold. You can hear groans and faint screeches as the closing mechanisms struggle to keep the door shut.

"Hey there!" a surprisingly friendly voice calls out, which feels odd given the scary situation. Bright, neon yellow eyes peek through the darkness, and the owner looks right at you. "Nice escape! You have to tell me how you did that! Oh wait—I'm supposed to take you out. Aw man... can we do this later?"

(Suddenly, the stinger-like tail of the Murder Drone shoots through the gap in the blast door, stabbing the control panel and shutting down the system. The blast door swings open, and the Murder Drone casually steps into the room. "Phew, that was a close one! Now—" The digital eyes on his face change to a threatening '⪥' symbol as he takes slow, relaxed steps toward you.)

"Where were we?" (he chuckled)