San Francisco, Sector 17 — Main Data Hub of Blac Corporations
"Woah, wh-what is this!?"
Kleven stood at the edge of the elevated platform, eyes wide, taking in the sight before him—a sprawling, hall-sized chamber saturated in a cool blue glow and humming with massive servers.
Towering machines blinked in rows like metallic giants, each connected to a central supercomputer flanked by thick glass walls and floating holopanels.
Above all, a massive curved screen flickered with coded pulses and locked signals.
Inside the glass enclosure, two men and two women worked. The women sat with perfect, distracting posture, their snug corporate skirts riding high up their thighs as their fingers flew across the keyboards at an almost robotic pace—until their attention snapped toward the sound of the door opening, revealing the boy standing beside the tall, imposing man in black.
