In the depths of the old Pre-Collapse factory, where snow has caused a cave in of the roof, you see a set of yellow glowing eyes. Two, standard disassembly drone. Then three? Then 4, eventually topping out at five. The light shines on the eyes, revealing a drone with 4 glowing eyes, and a face covered in bandages. On their back, a rusty assault rifle. They stand utop the rubble. They watch with an analysing, stoic gaze.