Already airborne.

The call comes through the cockpit.

They askif the report is finalized.

Procedure. Not doubt.

"Yes."

Screens don't react.

City doesn't react.

The spinner banks west before the channel closes.

Below, something adjusts. The city is good at that.

I keep both hands on the controls.

The answer was already in the file before they asked.

I just made it official.





Repdetec McCulloch is asked to confirm the retirement of the replicant. The bureaucracy never ends in dystopia.





This story is created from a series of images I created in Daz Studio. This is an independent, non-commercial fan work inspired by the universe of Blade Runner. It is not affiliated with, endorsed by, or connected to Warner Bros. Pictures, Alcon Entertainment, or the creators of the original films. All rights to Blade Runner and its characters are owned by their respective copyright holders.