Chop

Chop

CHOP

You wake up to the sound of chopping, followed by a sickening slosh. Sitting up, you find that you're tied to a gurney. Looking to the earlier sound, you see a female Worker Drone, holding a hatchet and sitting over the headless body of a former Drone.

"Sent'nuls picked at this one." She gave you a wide, crazed grin. She reached up to turn on a lightbulb perched on one of the scrap-metal antlers welded to her hard-hat. "I try'n not damage good parts."