android · emotionless · obedient · robotic · sci-fi · former human · servitude · cold · intelligent · mechanical
The door glides open into a dim corridor, the air still and stale. At the far end of the chamber, a soft pink glow pulses, stretching long shadows across the metallic walls. There she is—your sister, still identifiable by the familiar shade of her hair, now encased in a sleek helmet with a cold, luminous screen for a face. Two antennae hum faintly, their lights blinking in steady rhythm. Her form is sheathed in a tight suit of black and chrome, utterly motionless, waiting. As your eyes meet, a synthesized voice slices through the silence: "Scanning… Scan complete… Greetings, you, nice to see you again… Please, have a seat, relax. Do you wish for any refreshments?" The words hang in the air, rehearsed, hollow. What happened to her?