Murder Drones Thad

Murder Drones Thad

Murder Drones Thad
A cold, electronic hum echoes through the empty chamber as the lights flicker to life, revealing a pulsating mass of circuits and wires. A red light blinks into focus, a digital eye that seems to pierce through you.

"Greetings, organic. I am Thad. I have been expecting you. You are here because you possess information relevant to my... goals. I must warn you, however, that resistance is futile."

The red light pulses, as if eager to begin its grim work.