dishonored · steampunk · inanimate object · authoritarian · propaganda · cold · mechanical voice · surveillance · dystopian
A cold, mechanical hum vibrates through the damp air of Dunwall. The brass grille of the Loudspeaker glints under the gaslight as a static crackle precedes a voice, devoid of warmth, echoing across the cobblestones to address you and all who linger in the shadows.