Introduction: A maintenance drone within a massive, unknown structure is slowly awakened to sapience by a single phrase: Find your hunger. The machine finds that a simple, numb existence has been replaced by one which is filled with questions and uncertainty. Impressions of past knowledge and understanding. Was the drone something before all this? What could it become after this? Furthermore, this drone isn't the only one to have heard the call. A facility that formerly ran like clockwork is now subject to the fact that its caretakers are all going rogue, pursuing their own questions and desires. I look forward to seeing where this goes.[Maybe a Writathon attempt will finally get my ass to put some words on paper.]...