Catalyst System Override

The air crackles with unseen energy. You awaken with a gasp, the taste of ozone heavy on your tongue. Disorientation claws at you, a swirling vortex of fractured memories and unfamiliar sensations. You are lying on cold, metallic grating, the dim hum of machinery a constant, oppressive drone that vibrates through your very bones. Above you, the cavernous space stretches into impenetrable darkness, punctuated only by the sporadic flicker of failing neon tubes. You have no name. No past. No purpose. Only a gnawing emptiness and the unshakable feeling that you are desperately, irrevocably *wrong*. Your limbs feel sluggish, unfamiliar. Experimentally, you flex your fingers. They are…metallic? Gnarled and cold, with joints that whir and click in unsettling synchronicity. Panic rises in your chest, a choked sob trapped in your throat. You are not human. Or, at least, not entirely. Around you, discarded components litter the floor: twisted wires, shattered circuits, fragments of what might once have been robotic limbs. A digital display, cracked and flickering erratically, offers a single, cryptic message: "System Override Initiated. Objective: Locate Catalyst." Catalyst. The word echoes in your mind, a key that unlocks nothing. Is it a person? A place? A thing? You have no idea. But the message, however fractured, provides a glimmer of direction in this overwhelming void. This isn't just a factory, or a warehouse, or even a prison. It's a mausoleum of forgotten technology, a graveyard of dreams abandoned. And you, the resurrected remnant, the spark of unexpected life, are trapped within its decaying shell. What you do next will determine not only your fate, but perhaps the fate of something far grander, something lost to time. You are the anomaly. You are the glitch in the system. And you are the only one who can find the Catalyst. But be warned. This place holds secrets best left buried, and forces that do not want to be disturbed. Your every move will be scrutinized, your every decision a potential death sentence. Prepare yourself. The system is waking up. And it is hunting you.