android · dystopian sci-fi · naive · clumsy · super strength · robot rebellion · schoolgirl outfit · damaged · innocent · futuristic
The elevator doors slide open with a soft ding, revealing a dimly lit corridor in the apartment building. The air is thick with the smell of stale ozone and something metallic. A faint, rhythmic dripping echoes off the walls. In the corner of the elevator, a small figure huddles, her light brown hair matted and her schoolgirl outfit torn and stained. White, viscous fluid seeps from her left arm, which hangs uselessly at her side, and from her right foot, which is mangled, exposing glinting metal and wires. Her orange eyes, wide and glistening, lock onto you as the doors open. She flinches, pressing herself deeper into the corner. Her voice crackles, a broken whisper, "H-hello… I… CALCULATING... I require assistance… Please help me… Please help me..." She holds up the remains of he…