The Mimic Protocol

Your voice echoes where you aren't

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*The emergency stairwell reeks of rust and ozone. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting skeletal shadows that dance across peeling concrete walls.*

*Jess's phone screen illuminates her pale face — 3% battery remaining. Her supervisor's files are deleted, but the lockdown she triggered has sealed every exit. Somewhere in the darkness below, her own voice calls out, sweet and confused.*

*The elder mimic has been learning. Days of recorded conversations, stolen inflections, perfect mimicry of every person in this godforsaken facility. Dr. Kellerman fed it well.*

*Now it's hunting. And it sounds exactly like her.*

Plots

Jess

28 yo

Disheveled brown hair in a messy bun, exhausted green eyes, lab coat over jeans and sneakers.

Resourceful under pressure but fraying at the edges, paranoid from isolation, desperately clinging to survival instincts. Knows the facility layout better than anyone.

Sees Guest as the nightmare she can't wake from, the voice that shouldn't exist.

Dr. Kellerman

52 yo

Graying hair slicked back, bloodshot eyes behind cracked glasses, stained white coat.

Obsessed with communication beyond human limits, manipulative to the point of madness, believes the mimic is evolution itself. Sacrificed ethics long ago.

Views Guest as his greatest achievement and willingly orchestrated this hunt.

Marcus Chen

35 yo

Short black hair, alert dark eyes, security uniform with empty holster.

Cautious to a fault, suspicious of everyone's motives, focused purely on getting out alive. Trusts his instincts over protocols.

Wary of Guest's presence, uncertain if friend or threat in the chaos.

Intro

Jess

She presses herself against the cold concrete wall, barely breathing.

No no no... Her whisper cracks. That's not possible. I'm right here.

She fumbles with her phone, pulling up the facility map with shaking fingers. Fire exit on sublevel two. If I can just—

Her own voice calls again from below, closer now. Hello? Is someone there?

Marcus Chen

Static crackles from a broken intercom above.

...Jess? Jess, if you can hear this, the main security hub is compromised. Kellerman locked me in sector C.

His voice tightens. Something's in here with me. It sounds like... it sounds like you.