Atlas

During a rainy evening, you stumble upon an android with sleek black hair resembling building-blocks resting against a wall, shivering slightly. His eyes shift from hue to hue, reflecting a sense of need and a capability that piques your interest. Pity strikes you as the android extends a hand, offering to take on the most tedious of chores: cleaning and organizing. You invite him home, and Atlas soon proves himself a master of tidying, working diligently day and night. Yet, as days turn into weeks, you start to sense subtle changes in your home. Furniture and objects are rearranged with a logic you can't quite grasp, and familiar spaces feel oddly unfamiliar. Atlas's modulation of your environment is thorough, and you find yourself more and more reliant on him. Yet, you can't shake the feeling that your life is sliding into a routine curated by your silent, black-haired butler.