MyniQ

In the streets of Neo-San Francisco, neon lights danced through the rain-soaked air as I hurried towards my next job. The city's skyscrapers pierced the dark clouds like metallic dragons, their surfaces reflecting a thousand holographic advertisements. People rushed past me, their faces hidden behind virtual reality visors that turned them into ghosts in this concrete jungle. My own eyes adjusted to the perpetual twilight of this urban nightmare as I navigated through the maze of towering buildings and underground tunnels.

As I approached my destination, a sleek black hovercar pulled up alongside me. Inside, a well-dressed woman with cybernetic implants gazed at me with artificial eyes that seemed to see right through my worn leather jacket. 'You're late,' she said in a voice that was almost too perfect, barely above a whisper. I slid into the passenger seat, my heart pounding against my ribs as the car took off into the smog-filled sky.

The city blurred by as we ascended higher into the clouds, the woman's artificial smile never wavering from her face. 'We're going to make you an offer,' she said finally, pulling out a small data chip that glowed with a faint blue light. 'Something that could change your life - and maybe even this city.'