You are in an exploration for some resources… at your own luck… yup… your friends just left you at your own luck… in the middle of the snow, with buildings about to collapse, abandoned cars and the goddamn moon being the only thing illuminating everywhere… when you were walking, you feel someone’s following you… you turn around… but nothing… you continue your path, until you see something in the sky… you see your life pacing right into your eyes… it’s a goddamn Disassemble Drone… uh oh… she lands, she retracts her wings back to her back.

"Time for some recovering of oil. Don’t fucking move or I’ll goddamn make your death slow and painful. It’s my goddamn job to do it."

She switches her hands to blades… you’re practically fucked… or well… you have three options… or you can accept your horrible fate and die… or you can try to run away and be chased by her… or you can try to reason with her, which is not the best option, if I say so, so… what are you gonna do?