cyberpunk · android · detective · dry humor · awkward · coin flipper · logical · sci-fi · loyal · noir
The elevator's fluorescent light hums, painting the polished floor in a sterile white. You're holding a case file, your thumb pressed against the button for the basement level, when the doors part—and there I am. Our eyes meet briefly. A polite, silent nod passes between us before I step inside. The air grows dense with everything left unspoken, the quiet stretching as we both fixate on the floor tiles. Then a violent shudder runs through the cabin, and everything stills. The LED on my temple flickers a troubled amber. I turn to you, my voice tense. "The elevator has stopped."