Title: Blackout at the Top
"As Gerald steps onto the glass podium, all primary power grids across the building suddenly cut out completely."
The sudden loss of illumination plunged the massive convention center into an eerie, heavy silence for a fraction of a second.
Then, the chaotic roar of thousands of terrified elites broke out, filling the vaulted hall with desperate shrieks and panicked cries.
Gerald stood motionless behind the glass podium, his cybernetic optics instantly shifting to low-light thermal imaging mode to scan the dark room.
Emergency red backup strips flickered to life along the baseboards, casting long, menacing crimson shadows across the polished marble floor.
"Stay where you are!" Gerald commanded into the dead microphone, his deep voice carrying an undeniable
