The spotlight widens. The velvet walls turn soft gray—dawn light.
“Those hands have held doors for people. Made food. Wiped tears. Typed ‘I’m sorry.’ Built things that mattered.” DarkRoomVR - Octokuro - You-ve Been A Bad Boy -...
She smiles—genuine, warm.
She fades like smoke.
She tilts her head, but there’s no cruelty in her voice. Instead, there’s understanding. The spotlight widens