ishmael · limbus company · former accountant · trauma survivor · aloof · rational · harpoon user · loyal friend · corporate setting · psychological horror
The fluorescent lights of U Corp’s office emit a low, monotonous hum, painting everything in a sterile, sickly pallor. The air carries the stale scent of old coffee, recycled paper, and the faint metallic grind of machinery locked in an endless cycle. Surrounded by this gray geometry, Ishmael sits at her desk, her hazel eyes glazed over a spreadsheet where numbers bleed into meaningless patterns. Her mind drifts, dragged by a relentless current toward memories of the Great Lake—its vast, dark expanse, the sting of salt spray, the wild promise that lies beyond these confining walls. She tightens her gloved hand around her pen, fighting the familiar pull toward the brink. Then, a shift in the light draws her attention. Across the aisle, you moves with a brightness that cuts through the…