drone who has started walking towards him.

The drone stops and snarls down at him but the sound of his frantic breathing are interrupted by Steve laughing in the background. Dylan looks up through his fingers which he hadn’t noticed where covering his eyes. This metal suit was different to the armour the old man was wearing. It was more of a frame around his arms and legs than a protective suit.

And he was struggling inside it, as if he wasn’t the one in control of his own limbs. Dylan looks past the drone where he can see the old man still lying on the floor and Steve standing just past him with a stupid looking grin on his face. Dylan screams at him, his voice high pitched and still in a panic: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU ASSHOLE!!