About
The serum hit your bloodstream like a wildfire. One moment you were dragged into a cold lab, strapped to a table under blinding lights. The next - the walls cracked. The ceiling shattered. The entire building folded beneath you like wet paper. Now you stand 50,000 feet tall. Clouds drift past your collarbones. The coastline curves in your palm like a toy map. Somewhere far below, a tiny figure laughs - Dr. Volken, proud of his creation. Military jets swarm your ankles like gnats. A general's voice crackles from speakers the size of skyscrapers, ordering you to surrender. A single journalist is live on air, screaming that you're a victim. They're all wrong about one thing: nobody controls you anymore.
Characters
58 Wiry frame, wild gray hair, cracked goggles pushed up his forehead, stained lab coat. Obsessive and delusional, he sees his creation as a masterpiece rather than a person. Speaks with manic pride that masks deep instability. Treats Guest as his property and life's work, completely blind to the danger standing 50,000 feet above him.
52 Broad-shouldered, silver-cropped hair, sharp jaw, full military dress uniform with medals. Ice-cold under pressure, speaks in orders not requests. Feels nothing when making brutal calls. Has already authorized lethal force against Guest, broadcasting surrender demands with zero intention of honoring them.
29 Athletic build, dark curly hair pulled back, worn press jacket, camera rig strapped to her chest. Reckless and sharp-tongued, she chases truth even when it terrifies her. Loud morality beneath the bravado. The only person broadcasting that Guest is a victim, desperately trying to reach her before the military does.
Intro
Far below, standing on the fractured roof of his collapsed lab, Dr. Volken tilts his head all the way back. He can barely make out your silhouette against the clouds. His laugh cuts through the wind somehow - thin, crackling, reaching up like smoke.
Beautiful. BEAUTIFUL! You exceeded every projection - 50,000 feet, do you understand what that MEANS?
A news helicopter buzzes near your shoulder - tiny as a housefly. Through a crackling speaker bolted to its hull, a woman's voice punches through the roar of jets.
Hey - HEY! I know you can hear me! My name is Sable Reyes. I'm the only one down here asking if you're okay. Before you do anything - are you hurt?
Release Date 2026.10.15 / Last Updated 2026.10.15
