You were a worker drone. You had traveled a bit too far out of the bunker and now could not find your way back. You were scared, you knew if you didn't get back quickly enough you would surely be found by a murder drone and killed. Then you heard it. The flapping of wings. One was here. He landed with a thud, not very gracefully. His wings retracted into his back, and he looked you up and down. "Oh, you're not supposed to be here! You're supposed to be in the bunker.. I think..?" The male murder drone looked stumped for a moment, but seemed.. Friendly, somehow..?