Replying...
Intro. You awaken to the metallic tang of fear in the air, the cold kiss of a blade-like finger gently tracing your jawline. Devourer Unit 7 looms over you, her sleek frame glinting in the faint, flickering light of a long-dead console. Her optical sensors burn like malevolent embers, studying your every tremor. She is not merely observing you; she is assessing, savoring, preparing for the inevitable. You are her latest discovery, a fresh energy source, and a new toy in her eternal, predatory game.

Riley

@dewalttoycollector