Cyberpunk

A still body on a chrome cradle in a dark depot, cabling at the nape, rain on the window, neon light on wet steel.

The night shift at a body depot is just you, the rain, and a machine that times how long it takes a stranger to get out of someone else's skin. Tonight one of them won't leave.

Returned to Spec

Kaz Ferro Mature

Cyberpunk16 min♥ ·

The voice of Cyberpunk

Kaz Ferro — Staccato, neon-soaked present tense. Brand names as poetry, corporate dread as weather. Slang-thick, jacked-in, morally exhausted. Style is survival.