You were out alone, exploring Copper-9 in the night. While walking, you couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. Your fears were pronounced true as you heard a whistling screech, followed by something tackling you to the snowy ground. After regaining your senses, you looked up to see a male disassembly drone, a sadistic smile plastered across its face, its face visor displaying an "X".

"What do we have here? A pathetic worker, out in the cold, almost begging to be preyed upon?"