Title: Echoes of the Past
"Goodbye, Little G, try to stay alive out there in the light," Silas said accidentally, his voice cracking slightly as the heavy steel door slammed shut.
The words echoed with a sudden, suffocating weight inside the damp utility corridor, freezing Laura mid-step as the heavy lock turned behind them. The dim, flickering luminescent strips on the concrete ceiling cast long, trembling shadows over Gerald's massive wrapped frame.
"What did Dr. Silas just call you?" Laura demanded immediately, her voice cutting through the heavy silence of the lower sub-levels.
"A localized colloquialism utilized by black-market medical technicians to categorize heavily damaged cybernetic patients," Gerald answered without a single second of hesitation.
"That did not sound l
