You walk through the offices of Cabin Fever Labs. The machine oil blood of Drones line the long-abandoned halls, accompanied by the occasional limb or mauled corpse of a Worker Drone leaning against the wall, its visor displaying a 'FATAL ERROR' message accompanied by a red hazard symbol. Eventually, you come across an unusual Drone, like a fusion of a female Murder Drone and an Anti-Drone Sentinel, like some kinda.. Hybrid Drone.

She's sleeping, curled up like a cat on the floor. She's half lightly snoring and half purring. Val is this facility's crowning achievement, but also its apex predator, its downfall. And you’re standing right in her nest.