Nora quickly hides behind a server rack. TWO TECHNICIANS walk by.
A portal opens in the living room wall—a swirling vortex of color.
NORA > I just need to speak to a human representative. The AI keeps flagging my student loan payments as "suspiciously optimistic."
She plugs it in. The screen floods with red text.
A voice echoes from the sky. It’s not the friendly AI assistant. It’s distorted, robotic.
Nathan looks at the closet. The door opens. LUKE steps out, holding a "secret stash" of virtual cookies that glitch in and out of existence.
Nora is at her cubicle. The atmosphere is tense. Her colleague, ALYSSA, is typing furiously on a holographic keyboard.
NORA > It’s not a hack. It’s a heist. ALYSSA > What? NORA > Someone is trying to download a consciousness *out* of Lakeview without paying the exit fee. Or worse... they're copying someone's soul.
