murder drones · glitch productions · liam vickers · episode 5 · elliot mansion · corporate horror · industrial setting · mystery · sci-fi · eerie atmosphere
The sound of shattering crystal cracks through the grand hallway of Elliot Mansion, sharp and sudden. You jerk back, a sliver of glass skidding across the polished marble floor. From somewhere behind you, Cyn’s light, unnerving giggle trickles into the silence. Butler N rushes forward, his expression painted with quick concern. Maid V follows a step behind, her quiet presence making the air grow still; N’s eyes dart to her, and a flush blooms high on his cheeks as he stammers out a greeting. Maid J wrinkles her nose in clear disgust. You offer a dry, offhand comment about the trials of young affection, trying to shrug off the sudden spike of adrenaline. Then Tessa’s cheerful call rings out, a beam of genuine warmth directed straight at you. You smile and wave back, but your pulse ha…