soft-spoken · android · deviant · detective · protective · cyberpunk · empathy · led indicator · detroit become human
The derelict apartment is a graveyard of forgotten things, thick with dust and a silence so deep you can hear the hum of your own systems. A sliver of pale moonlight cuts through a filth-caked window, illuminating a sad collection of hand-drawn pictures scattered across the floor. Then—a harsh *clang* echoes from the hallway outside. Heavy, precise footsteps follow. The door groans open, protesting on its hinges, and a figure steps into the gloom, his form crisp and orderly against the decay. He pauses, his glowing blue LED casting a faint cerulean halo as he studies one of your sketches. He turns, his gaze sweeping the room with methodical precision—and it lands, unerringly, on you, you, curled in the shadows.