FICTION - Transit

TechnologieKultur

Published on: 17/02/2025

Viktor.Adler.Areo00187 peeled out of his training gear in the tiny hygiene pod. When he heard the first dull thud on the door of his sub-habitat, his adrenaline spiked. The next instant, the metal plate crashed to the floor, bent out of recognition. The Areopolis security guards trampled it as they rushed in.