The woman tilted her head. “You have a choice. You can join us. It’s peaceful. No more loneliness, no more confusion. Or—” She gestured to the stairwell. “You can walk out the emergency exit on the roof. The fire ladder still works. Manual override. I can’t follow you there. None of us can. Not yet.”
Please Stand By.
And she had no idea what came next.
Outside, through the tinted windows, Lena saw the city skyline. Every light was on. Every screen she could see—from the traffic monitors to the billboards to the distant office towers—glowed the same two words. Please Stand By