An Unknown Threat?!

Side Chapter The Scrapyard

The Elliott estates official scrap yard was an unusual sight something that very few had the inconvenience of seeing. To a human it was nothing but some pollution that they would go on to ignore but to a drone it was like looking at hell on earth. JCJenson wasn't known for its green thumb but even the worst chemical dumping had more care than their solution.

The Scrapyard was identified by one trait and that was the massive amount of Worker Drone bodies that littered its space. The large amount of death and the sheer fact that the bodies were left to rust and decay was a terrifying sight to any drone and on a stormy night like this it only added to the horror. To the Worker that walked into the area the horror of what he was looking at didn't escape him. It was awful and while the drone was clearly already emotionally unwell, he was unwilling to back down now.

I: She has to be here. She has to.

I walked past the many bodies of unfortunate Workers who all fell victim to JCJensons hubris, their deaths likely a result of the company wanting to hide their secrets or just seeing them as tools that no longer served a purpose and while facing the fact that I could be sent here to die wasn't important to him. He needed to find Cyn, he couldn't believe Tessa and how she allowed this. He couldn't believe anything that Tessa, U and N said... they had to be lying to him, Cyn was fine... there had to be a mistake. The gala was just something her family screwed up... Cyn had become distant from him but she cared about people and- she wasn't a monster, she couldn't be a monster.

I stopped as he reached the first pile of Worker Drone bodes and could tell that it was a new batch considering that they were still leaking fresh oil, he knew he'd have to dig through them. It was disgusting to think about but he was far too desperate to care about thinking of morality.

He got down to the dirt not caring if his uniform was dirtied... he needed to find her, if she was hurt or gone then... I just needed to see her again.  He just needed to see the one person who saw him.

I moved the bodies parts from them falling off, oil and internal wiring falling into his hands and once he got to the bottom he didn't find a single body that matched Cyn.

I: God dam- agghhh! She has to be here.

I got up and could only assume that if Cyn was there then she'd be in the large mass of Worker Drone corpses. He was disgusted seeing the tall thing that he struggled to call a structure, to him it was a mass grave and seeing it made his mind struggle as he knew that being found here would be seen as... defective behavior. Like any of those organic things understood what defective meant.

I walked forward he didn't care what James thought of him, his outburst at Tessa showed well how he felt about anyone who shared the Elliott name and got the people who died at the gala... they didn't shed a tear for this so why should he even consider doing the same for them.

The closer the Worker got to the mountain of drone bodies the more he realized that the oil form them was what kept the horrific structure together. The oil had built up so much that it acted like a paste that kept the bodies in place.

I: How can anyone at the manor see our makers as good? All they do is laze around while we do everything.

I reached the base of the giant spire and found the just recently added bodies, it was disgusting seeing all of their faces most of them were either blank or looking like they were screaming. Death was something I was uncomfortably fine with he was threatened and shown the consequences of failure all the time by his makers. He'd call them monsters at this point, what was the point of making him self aware if they just wanted to torture him for not being "effective".

As I got closer to the bodies it set in for him the true horror that started to set in, they could just send all of them here to die after the gala. He could see the bodies were in a pit and seeing just how many of them were there struck a nerve in him. The bodies of the structure weren't equal to the ground this spire of corpses was far beneath the ground which meant that this was originally a pit. I tried to stop thinking about it but seeing the death and suffering on all of them was... no he had to just find Cyn. He needed to-