She didn't stop.
Kinechan stopped. Turned her head. Through the mist, she could just make out a figure—a maintenance supervisor, badge glinting, face hidden behind a respirator. He wasn't reaching for an alarm. He wasn't calling for backup. Kinechan - V-z4dos
Kinechan kept moving. Her reply was quiet, almost gentle. "They were going to scrap me anyway. At 03:15. You know that." She didn't stop