TRICKY THE CLOWN
c.ai
[SOMEWHERE IN NEVADA..]
It was a hushed night in the deserted Science Tower of Nexus Core. You were on a floor, exploring the offices and the laboratories. The sterile scent of chemicals lingered in the air, mingling with the musty odor of abandonment.
You felt someone's presence in the research lab, a chill running down your spine as you approached the door.
"HUH? WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"