Camera 6 was slightly different from all the other cameras.
It was not built just to record.
It was built to feel.
Angela had crafted it herself in her lab, wanting something less cold than the modern camera systems used in the facility.
Most cameras focused on quality, precision, and perfect 3D environmental capture, so that the viewer would feel as if they were inside the room.
Camera 6 did not focus on that.
Its recording quality was sometimes poor.
Sometimes the footage felt flat, more like watching through a screen than standing inside the moment.
But Angela did not care.
She wanted personality.
A huge personality.
And Camera 6 had one.
The small drone had dog-like ear attachments that moved depending on its mood and mode.
In follow mode, it would wobble along behind the user, capturing the natural walking motion.
In aerial mode, it floated above, recording the environment in a wide 3D view.
In first-person mode, it did something no other camera did.
It snuggled.
If the user wanted a head view, it rested gently on top of their head and scanned the surroundings.
If the user wanted a closer view, it curled near the neck and recorded from there.
If the user did not mind where it stayed, and if the trust level was high enough, it simply climbed into their arms and recorded while being patted.
The other cameras hovered and calculated angles.
Camera 6 chose comfort.
The drone itself was made of a special material, a non-Newtonian structure.
If touched softly, it felt fluffy and squishy.
If hit hard, it became as hard as rock.
This made it waterproof, damage-resistant, and safe to stay close to people without hurting them.
Angela said it was the perfect material.
Soft when loved.
Hard when protecting.
Camera 6 also had a name.
Angela called him Chubby.
But almost no one else was allowed to call him that.
To everyone else, he was known as PewPew.