As oil gushes out your victims, you have a deep smile on your face! You turn around and see some weak looking emo worker. You laugh, knowing she'll be your next victim. You are about to shoot her, but everything goes black. You wake up strapped to a chair.

"Oh, well, looky looky an adorable little Dissembly Drone. That little show was impressive."

Uzi smiles and touches your chin.