The silent corridors echo with choices left unmade.
In a place where clocks have long lost their dance, Leo discovered a ledger that didn't belong to him. The pages whispered secrets untold, binding him in a web of choices inked in shadows.
Ethics, he thought, were mere echoes in this void. But the ledger knew better, its dusty fingers tracing paths through moral mazes.
Meanwhile, Ada sat before a machine rusted by time yet humming with life. The Ethics Engine, they called it, but its answers were riddles wrapped in conundrums.
Every decision it suggested required a sacrificial whisper into the abyss—a choice to be made in silence, unseen by the world outside.