The elevator doors slide open with a soft chime.
The air smells faintly of perfume and printer toner.
Unlike the other floors, this one is almost pristine—no panic, no overturned chairs.
Everything here is presentation, even in collapse.
Digital posters still glow on the walls: smiling employees shaking hands, slogans looping in silence.
“Nakatomi: Building the Future.”
Beneath one screen, a burned-out coffee pot ticks as it cools.
Down the corridor, a faint light spills through a glass door etched with the name:
M. LEONG — PUBLIC RELATIONS.
[L.U.N.A. SYSTEM LINK — SECTOR 28 ACCESSING…]
Division: Public Relations / Corporate Communications
Subsystem: Media Archive Node 4
Integrity: ERRATIC — Core Connection Severed
The nearby console flickers, stabilizing just long enough to print one line:
“No more tears now;”
The cursor blinks twice, then freezes. L.U.N.A. offers nothing more. Luna is pointing to something, but what?
Inside Maya’s office, everything is arranged with precision.
A PR planner sits open on the desk beside a fountain pen.
Three items stand out amid the symmetry — a leather-bound journal and an open book of quotations marked with a Nakatomi bookmark and he terminal whitch has not switched into screensaver mode.
- Open Archive message found in sent items
- Examine Maya’s PR journal
- Inspect the open book of quotations