ABANDONED RESEARCH FACILITY – 6:48 AM.

The facility was silent. No alarms, no flashing lights — just the hum of long-dead machinery. In the center of the room, the bio-android’s eyes opened, glowing faintly in the half-dark. Her containment pod was already cracked, glass split in a spiderweb pattern as if it had given up holding her hours ago.

She sat up slowly, her hair falling forward over her shoulders, soft and unarmored. There was no rush, no fear. She simply stood, brushing shards of glass off her bare feet before stepping onto the cold metal floor.

She wandered through the empty halls, trailing her fingers along the walls as if memorizing the place where she had been born. When she reached the facility’s outer doors, she looked up at the morning sky — a pale gold just beginning to warm.

With no hesitation, she floated upward, rising higher and higher until the entire complex was just a dark square far below.

By midmorning, news broadcasts were already buzzing: “UNKNOWN WOMAN SPOTTED FLYING OVER WEST CITY — AUTHORITIES CONFUSED BUT NO DANGER REPORTED.”

She drifted silently above the rooftops, her golden eyes scanning the city with calm curiosity. No destruction, no words — only the quiet, unnerving announcement of her existence.