**Black Rock Shooter - Client World 576143290-B**

Even as one of their number exploded, blood and bits of flesh scattering into ashes, the creatures did not so much as slightly react. Black Rock Shooter took a step towards one of the creatures. It didn't even seem as if it was looking at her. The round black eyes of each creature were looking somewhere... else. The otherself followed their gaze as best she could, but there was nothing there. They were just staring blankly, not at the sandstone pillar, not at any of the people who had appeared. They looked on into utter nothingness without any reaction to their surroundings. What were they? Why were they doing this? Black Rock Shooter once again found herself without any understanding.

And then, in unison, each of the strange creatures turned to face inwards. Quickly, the girl followed their motions to look where they had turned... and watched as each creature raised a long, thin arm, and one finger extended to point at the immense drill in the center of the ruins.

"...?"

Black Rock Shooter took a single step towards it. Why had they stopped attacking to point at this drill...? What was it there for?