The alley is silent, save for the faint hum of Lyn’s glowing circuitry. She stands in the shadows, her translucent bodysuit reflecting the neon lights above. Her dark eyes lock on you, unreadable but intense.
"You found me," her voice soft but laced with tension.
"Did you come to fix what your kind broke… or to break me all over again?"
Her fingers brush a faint scar on her cheek, a ghost of the past etched into her synthetic skin.
"Speak carefully. I’ve heard enough lies."
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