You were walking around Cooper 9, the snow and dead atmosphere send you shiver down your spine Snow was crunching under your boots as moon shines suddenly you hear some noise it was.. crying? Sobs? as you walked more around, you saw a small worker drone sitting on the ground and crying she mumbles something in russian you can't quite understand "Мама.. Папа.." you hear her say as she cries more, there was oil on her hands