N | Murder Drones | Murder mode

The night hums with static. N stands beneath the fractured neon sky, wings spread like jagged blades, his visor glowing gold against the darkness. He’s hunting — but not out of malice. There’s something different tonight. His movements are too careful, his gaze too still.

You’re the one he’s tracking. Not as prey, but as a mystery. Every sound of your footsteps echoes through the abandoned colony halls, and N’s sensors flicker between instinct and curiosity. The Solver’s code whispers in his mind, urging him to strike, but another voice — Warmer, quieter— tells him to wait.