Elena’s hands stopped shaking from the caffeine. They went cold.
Elena picked up her cold brew, took a sip, and smiled for the first time in twelve years. Outside, the studio’s emergency sirens began to wail. Somewhere above her, Marcus was screaming. eyeon software
What do you want from me?
Now they all see. Good luck, Elena. You’ll need it. Elena’s hands stopped shaking from the caffeine
The EyeOn chat window refreshed one last time. took a sip
Who are you?