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Dronecare 2
🕑 Added 2024-05-17 21:55:21 +0000 UTCWithin another wing of the hospital, Vale was recovering from a broken arm and leg, as she was resting, she suddenly heard a blood curling scream, naturally, she went to investigate, grabbed her crutches, and limped out of her room into the hallway, she looked into the room next to her since the door was already slightly ajar, she saw something she couldn't describe. Some human-shaped figure was kneeling on top of a fellow patient, with its hand on her forehead, unbeknownst to Vale, the patient was being assimilated into a drone. A tentacle in the palm of the figure's hand had punctured the patient's forehead. Her skin was developing a mosaic design. It looked intense, yet the facial expression of the patient was nothing short of peaceful.
Vale pulled her head out the room and attempted to make her way to get help at the reception, but she saw at least three of the same-looking figures there. Grabbing hold of the nurses and receptionists, turning them too.
In Vale's hurry, she made the mistake of putting too much weight on her broken leg, and fell to the ground, letting go of her crutches. She crawled into the nearest room, closing the door, only making it to the foot of the bed.
A couple of figures had walked past the door, Vale was breathing heavily. "Is.. Uhh.. Everything alright?" A voice was heard, it was another patient who had occupied the room. Then the door handle was suddenly pushed down, the door opened to a degree, and a figure slid into the room, then another, then another. "What the hell are they?!" the patient squealed. One walked up to the bed, climbing onto it. "Ah! Get away from me!!". The figure lifted its left hand, and a small, sharp tendril grew. The patient was speechless, just staring right at it. The tendril straightened, and the figure suddenly pushed it into the patient's forehead. Nothing but a short gasp came from her, as her assimilation began. Vale could feel the bed moving as the patient's body twitched as the patient changed.
Meanwhile, another figure made its way to Vale, got on its knees, and grabbed Vale's arm. "No... no please.. don't.." Vale begged. The figure resonated with some sort of deep frequency, like when powerful bass is felt in your chest. It was hypnotising, if not quite soothing.
The tendril from the figure's palm straightened. It raised its hand, aiming the tendril squarely towards Vale's forehead, and.....
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Obviousagent
Really love this whole concept and art work that goes with it. Great work.
