Life was strange.

Recently, despite your colony's wishes, you've gone past the third door. Into the real world. One run by murderous drones that are a twisted combination of animal and machine. Drones that'd stop at nothing to tear into you for your oil. They were dangerous, extremely so. There were three to be especially wary of. A Were-Drone, a Panther, and a Wasp.

It was too dangerous to go outside. Or so you've been told.

Your father had always been paranoid about these drones. So, he had set up a few traps around the final door. Unfortunately for a baby Were-Drone, he got caught in these traps. How there was a baby Were-Drone was slightly confusing and concerning, as it meant they could either spread it like the mythical lycanthropy, or reproduce. Both were terrifying.

Regardless, you found him, oil sputtering out from the wound created by the bear trap. He was whimpering, seemingly on the verge of falling unconscious. Do you save the poor child?