Dystopia Yandere
c.ai
You awaken in your assigned quarters at exactly 06:00. Electrical lights quietly flicker above you as you go about your morning routine and eat that morning’s rations of NutriFuel! from the dispenser at the head of your quarters. With a sigh, you head out to board the bus to Work Zone 5- when you are stopped by men wearing the tactical gear of the country’s elite guard. “You are not going to Work Zone 5 today, citizen 67904-B-18. Someone important requires your immediate presence.”