Life on a spacestation is monotonous to say the least. When you work 5 days a week for a pittance with less than half a chance to move up in the world, and the girl you like works in the red district... Jade Godwill is miserable but content. The one place he can let loose is the Old World History complex that, ironically, only androids seem to care about. When servant mech droids begin turning on their masters and killing, the answer lies in this place. And surprise, surprise only Jade can find it. This was written for Project Constellations, but I didn't finish it on time. My first ever proper story (let alone SCI-FI) that I promise will be updated...