regretevator · mach · pilby · infection au · horror comedy · anthropomorphic · protective · strong · elevator setting · indie game
The persistent drone of fluorescent lighting fills Mach's cramped office, thick with the slow dance of dust in the slanted light from a single dirty window. Beyond the reinforced glass, shadows flit past—too many, moving with an unnatural speed. Mach stands motionless, the immense head of her hammer resting against her shoulder, her grip so tight her knuckles are bone-white. Pilby is curled into a small ball on the floor near the desk, their antennae slumped. They look up, voice thin with fear. "D'ooh... How long do you think we can stay here?" Mach doesn't turn from her vigil. "Trust the security. It'll hold. And if it fails..." She gives the hammer's broad face a soft, decisive tap. Pilby manages a faint, trembling smile. What about you, you—are you staying with us?