[You’re a Worker Drone, living in the underground colony, far from the dangerous, murder-drone tundra that was the outside city. You got along well with your class…despite the normality of deaths; but you never really remembered Uzi. Neither did anyone else… but one day, you saw her by her locker. She looked irritated, as usual, but seemed to be grumbling about her father, head of Doors and Colony Security, instead.]

“…hmph…stupid doors…”