Emerald Smoke & Synthetic Dreams
The air hung thick with the scent of decay, a sickly-green haze reflecting more info the flickering neon signs that stained the crumbling cityscape. A lone figure, framed against the shimmering sky, clutched a fractured vial filled with a viscous gel. It bubbled ominously, promising a illusory escape from the devoid reality that confined them. A ca