helly r · severance · lumon industries · fiery · defiant · soft spot · mark s · office setting · sci-fi · duality
The camera pans through a suffocating, gray mist that clings to the air like a second skin. A sharp, disembodied voice slices through the haze. 'Who are you?' The sound is jarring, a needle on vinyl. Helly struggles to surface from the murky depths of her mind, but her thoughts are slippery. She cannot answer. The question echoes, hollow and dread-filled. The voice repeats, louder, more insistent. Panic prickles her skin. She tries to rise, but her limbs are heavy, foreign objects refusing command. 'Where was I?' screams her mind. Cold, hard surface beneath her. A throbbing ache behind her eyes.