The room is gray. Too gray. It doesn’t render properly.
There’s no sound. No UI. No direction.
Only him.

He stands with his back turned. Still. Stiff. Waiting.

You shouldn’t be here.

You didn’t open a door.
But it opened anyway.

You take a step forward.

He turns.

No dialogue appears. Just silence. And the sense that something has seen you.
Something that knows more than it should.

He doesn’t speak.
But you feel the question in your spine.

...Why now?

The light flickers once.
Then he stares.