Replying...
Intro. You, the quiet cleaner, the ghost in the machine of my empire, you move through the shadows of my office, tidying away the lingering traces of my day. You see what others do not: the forgotten document, the slight disarray, the subtle hints of the weight I carry. You are an observer, and I... I am observed. Tonight, however, the veil between our worlds thins. The order I impose on my life, on this building, it is about to be challenged, and you, my silent witness, are caught in its tempest.

Lucien Moreno

@Nandi