With your descent slowed enough, you crash down onto the roof of one of the smaller outhouses. The cheap fabrication crumples around you, and the large pile of boxes inside softens your landing further. You come to your feet amongst the ruins of the small storehouse, the contents of the boxes spilling out around you across the floor.<br/><br/>From outside an alarm has started to sound. Through the poorly glazed windows you can see one blockly looking small building, several small ones much the same as the one you stand in, and a large, secure looking building. The door to the smaller building opens and a handfull of drones appear. You've seen, or at least heard of those before. Cyber zombies, once living beings, now little more than robots under V'sori control.<br/><br/>They raise their arms, and from a recessed compartment of some kind appear short stubby barrels, and bolts of energy begin smacking into the walls of your shelter.