Afton eventually reaches the X-8 Facility. It's a rather large building with a large satellite atop some sort of spire. Though, judging by what he'd heard from Borous, he'd guess that much of the facility is underground. He scouted around the place, but didn't find any indication that Mobius' Robo-Scorpions had set up here, meaning that they were either hidden somewhere else, in the facility itself, or not actually here at all...

Once through the metal doors, Afton's greeted with what most would refer to as 'chaos'. The room itself was relatively fine, but there were windows on the opposite side of the room that allowed him to observe various experiments that were currently being conducted. ​​

Somehow, even two-hundred-years after the great war the robots were 'experimenting', and by he meant, brutally dissecting any organic matter they got their manipulators on. Through the window, he spotted a surgical bed with a pile of bloody meat atop it. It looked to have once been a person, but with the many sawblades hanging from the ceiling cutting into it. Whoever they were aren't recognisable anymore.

Grimacing, he looks into the other window, spotting someone wearing the typical Lobotomite clothing strapped to another bed. Their eyes were wide open in fear of the approaching saw-blades, but their mouth didn't produce any sound. They looked like they were trying to scream, but simply weren't able to.

*zzzzzZZZZZZZZZ!!!!!*

The blades finally connected and cut deeply into the Lobotomite's chest, causing blood to spray out everywhere, some even spattering on the observation window for a moment before a windscreen wiper robot cleaned it off.

The Lobotomite wasn't dead yet however, as more blades came down from the ceiling, brutally tearing them apart in a slow, yet chaotic manner... Whatever experiments were being conducted here, definitely weren't the 'moral' type... Afton wasn't even sure what they were trying to achieve...Perhaps the robots had just gone crazy?

Shaking his head, he ignores this for now and looks around, there were two exits. One leading to the second floor, and one to something called the 'Splicing Lab'... "Where next you think, Nyx?"

"The lab... Maybe we can 'splice' things up around here... No?"

"Just had to 'sneak' that in there, didn't you?" he retorts with a small smile, trying his best to ignore the gruesome surgery going on nearby. Nyx giggles at his joke as he steps into the splicing lab.

They are greeted by many generators connected to some sort of machinery hanging from the roof, there's an enclosed cubicle with a terminal that seemed to be heavily reinforced, as if it was expecting to be attacked.

Afton walks over and look at the terminal, receiving a few options to go forward with... Not knowing all that much about this room, he clicks one that looked the most 'interesting'.

[Splice Lobotomite and Robot]

Upon selecting it, the machine hanging from the roof begins charging up. Panels in the wall open and spew out a heavily injured Lobotomite an a Mister Handy, both seem to want to attack Afton, but they aren't around long before they are enveloped in bright light.

Afton shields his eyes momentarily, and looks back over once the fireworks were finished... What he sees next surprises him. Both robot and Lobotomite were gone, replaced with a single entity... One that combined both, it was almost entirely mechanical, aside from the human brain sitting visibly in the glass dome on its head.

"W-who... Am I?" it asks in a small voice, "I am awake! Alive for the first time ever! What is this strange new world around me? What does it hold in store for a dreamer such as myself..." the 'thing' asks hopefully. Unfortunately, Afton hears a faint humming coming from it... As if its reactor had been cracked-Oh shit!

He quickly ducks as an explosion occurs, the newly born robo-human-thing yelling out in pain and anguish as its body implodes. "Noooooooooo!"

Afton peeks back over and sees no damage done to the observation area he was in, nor any damage to the lab itself aside from a scorch mark where the robot abomination had been. "That was rather tragic... Let's not do that again." he mutters. Something just didn't feel right about bringing a sentient creature into the world, only for it to die moments later.

*Ping!*

[Playing God : -100 Karma]

...

Yeah, he deserved that.

Afton shakes his head and walks to the second-floor entrance. Heading inside, down some stairs, he's about to open the next door when Nyx warns him of something moving around inside.

After preparing himself, Afton bursts into the room, using VATS to locate all the enemies before blowing them all to pieces with bullets and hard-light weaponry. The Mr Orderly's didn't stand a chance, and were all blown to pieces before they could deal any meaningful damage.

Once the action was over, Afton was able to take a look around the room. There were many operating tables with saw similar to the ones he saw earlier, a large stack of coffins lying on the floor, and many brain kept in jars...

There was one large metal door with a terminal next to it on one side of the room and to the left of that was the hallway leading to the kennels. Afton assumed the former to be how you access the testing area, so he immediately walked into the hallway, trying to open the kennel door but finding that it was locked.

"Many potential enemies behind the door, I recommend sneaking past them." Nyx cautions but Afton just chuckles.

"Yeah, I don't think that's going to happen." he mutters.

Deciding to use his own 'methods', Afton began slicing through the door with his Inversal axe. As he was doing so he could see many, many night stalkers through the gashes he was created. Most were confined to various cages, but a few seemed to have been able to chew their way out. He'd need to deal with them once inside.

Once he was through the Night Stalkers inside immediately charge him, but were all easily fended of via his Inversal axe. The tight hallway making it incredibly easy to cut them down as they approached.

After five minutes of this, the only Night Stalkers left were the ones confined to their cages.