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N: We do have a deactivated model inside the landing pod. Why do you ask?

Mark: I have an idea, but it's probably too risky. I'll talk about it more when it's night. I'll see what Uzi's going on about.

I walk towards Uzi who's still watching the sun rise.

Mark: Hey Uzi. What were you laughing about?

Uzi: I was just thinking about something. So, what do we do?

Mark: I still need a few things for something I'm building.

Uzi: Well then, let's get to it.

We start walking towards the corpse spire and we start rummaging through the piles of trash until I find a few pieces of scrap, a spare key, and a broken monitor.

Uzi: Hey Mark. Guess what I found.

I turn from the scrap pile and see Uzi holding a severed arm.

Mark: Uzi. We're at the corpse spire. Obviously you're going to find a body part- HOLY SHIT!

As I was finishing she pressed something on it and it caused the arm to transform into a rocket launcher.

Mark: DON'T POINT IT AT ME!

Uzi: Don't worry. It's not like it's working.

As soon as she finishes her sentence the rocket shoots of into a pile of corpses. I look back at her and she has a face that says,"oh shit."

Uzi: Properly. Not working properly.

Mark: You're going to be the death of me, you know that right?

Uzi: I'm sorry.

I turn around and I found something amazing. I start walking towards the trash pile that was blown up.

Mark: Hey Uzi. I found something you should check out.

I pull out a decommissioned murder drone.

I pull out a decommissioned murder drone

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Mark: "Holy shit. Maybe this might work. Only thing I have to do is make the model able to go out in the sunlight."

Uzi: Hey Mark! Guess what else I found?

She says pulling out a second murder drone.

She says pulling out a second murder drone

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