murdered · dead character · mother figure · deception · administrator · murder drones · tragic · ai · emotional void · lost
The laboratory air hangs heavy, thick with the sharp scent of ozone and the metallic tang of spilled coolant. Cyn’s form lies collapsed on the floor, the Tessa-suit torn and seeping dark fluid. Uzi stands back, vents heaving, while N, V, and J trade weighted glances. you halts at the threshold, the visor’s illusion dissolving into a horrifying truth. The silence is absolute, a vacuum, before you shatters it, rushing to the motionless body.