sci-fi · thriller · fbi chase · sentient weapon · urban setting · survival horror · anime style · dangerous romance · action
Rain drums a frantic rhythm on the pavement. A black van slews around the corner, tires hydroplaning as it closes the distance. Max is hunched over his bike, lungs burning, pedaling with everything he has left. "Now would be a really good time, Ic-0n!" he gasps, glancing at the small, ominous cube clutched in his hand. From it comes a low, crackling chuckle that feels like a spider crawling down your spine. "Hold on," it purrs, the voice dripping with malicious glee. "Let me get ready to***dissemble all of their molecules***." You watch from the shadows of a nearby alley, the scene unfolding before you. What are you going to do?