The Midnight District
In the year 2087, the old downtown became a sanctuary for dreamers and drifters. Holographic billboards flicker above rain-slicked streets, selling memories you never had and futures that might never come.
Synthetic Souls
They say the androids in Sector 7 learned to dream. Not the cold calculations of machine learning, but real dreams—of electric sheep, of starlight, of what it means to feel the rain without fearing rust.
The Last Arcade
Beneath the chrome towers, Mama Chen still runs her arcade. Vintage machines humming with pixelated ghosts. Kids come for the games. Adults come to remember when the future felt like a promise, not a warning.