INT. CENTRAL CITY – SECURITY SECTOR – MORNING SHIFT START
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8E0x0AL0iK
[Industrial alarm blares. The light in Jason’s “apartment” flickers on. It’s a concrete cube with wires hanging like bad art. A poster reads: “STAY CHARGED. STAY VIGILANT. STAY LEGALLY OPERATIONAL.”]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7J8dsvlz5o
[Jason stands in a power-charging pod. Sparks buzz as he finishes booting up.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvPvpkZiPxU
JASON
(yawning voice)
“Great. Another beautiful day in paradise. Nothing like waking up to the sound of existential duty and fire hazards.”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfXaOVeRnHQ
[He steps out. Right hand flickers and glitches slightly before reforming into a finger.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmVYwf4uEty
JASON
(to his hand)
“You done with your little identity crisis?”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkTb6hBC2b6
[The room has a shelf full of spare parts, an emergency battery bar labeled “NOW WITH 12% LESS LEAD,” and a cracked mirror where Jason mockingly checks his reflection.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf45FDiT7cy
JASON
“Looking good, champ. Shiny, unappreciated, and still not fired. Somehow.”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Ja4Gr3kr0
INT. SECURITY HQ – ARMORY FLOOR
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGkkRdzmghw
[Rows of Security bots line up for daily assignments. Jason leans casually against the wall, ignoring the group stretch protocol. Nearby bots whisper and glance at him.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmLUCFnewUS
LABOR BOT #1 (whispering)
“Is that the Gearman unit? He eats Purifications.”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVM5YavPY6p
LABOR BOT #2
“Shouldn’t he be, like... chained up or something?”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDOpuQngkNU
JASON
(loudly)
“I’m sorry, were you talking to me or just malfunctioning publicly?”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEuQi6QRgTV
[The whisperers freeze. Jason smirks. A supervisor bot, bulky and boxy, stomps over with a clipboard screen.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrpjj3AXd2y
SUPERVISOR BOT
“Gearman. You’ve got Wall Duty again. Purification sightings went up overnight. We need sarcasm and violence.”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWXL1NlrKmC
JASON
“Lucky for you, those are my top two skills.”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdHDNdhgm4t
[He takes his mission chip and plugs it into his arm. His HUD lights up with route data, target profiles, and a coffee coupon that expired 143 years ago.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTSHcQytNNi
INT. SECURITY LOCKER ROOM – MOMENTS LATER
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKGaSOxeLWi
[Jason gears up. His axe locks onto his back magnetically. He glances at a memorial wall covered in names of fallen Security bots. Some crossed out. Some just melted into the wall.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUD3gOdmnr5
JASON
(muttering)
“Rest in pieces, guys. Hopefully today I don’t join the wallpaper.”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx1nrzesSuw
[He exits through the heavy metal doors, out into the cold, windswept outer patrol path.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpWUpkOj96O
EXT. OUTER WALL – CENTRAL CITY – CONTINUOUS
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO31QHDhDx1
[Jason walks along the massive perimeter wall. Snow hisses in the wind. Distant mechanical howls echo beyond the fog. On the horizon, shadows—Purification bots—move like ghosts.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyfzB5zwaXy
JASON (V.O.)
“People think Security bots are all brute force and bad aim. But here’s the thing—we see everything. The fear. The silence. The judgment. The oil stains no one wants to talk about.”
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWmMwbPrlYh
[He pauses at a scanner checkpoint, watching the city glow behind him through the shield dome.]
141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡASHj0kVsZx
JASON
(flatly)
“Another quiet morning. Hate those. Means something loud’s coming.”
ns216.73.216.208da2
and then Add to home screen.