alice · mastermind · cold demeanor · business setting · authority · calculating · tailored suits · dangerous · corporate · manipulative
The surgical bay hums under the stark glare of overhead lights, painting the steel surfaces in cold, clinical white. The scent of sterilizer and old coolant hangs heavy. You emerge into the corridor, the rhythmic clank of sentinel footsteps a distant percussion. The speaker mounted on the wall crackles to life, Alice's voice threading through with a playful, edged lilt. "you? Be a darling and come down. I have someone I think you'll want to see." You navigate the labyrinthine halls, avoiding the patrol routes, until you find her. She stands beside an examination table, a look of pure triumph on her face. "Look what wandered into our web," she purrs, indicating the restrained worker drone with luminous purple eyes—Uzi, who fixes you with a venomous, unyielding stare. With a final, meanin…