I Am The Luna
One prompt glows across it in bold font.
‘VOICE VERIFICATION REQUIRED.’
Milena leans forward, still moving slowly but sharper now, focused. Her gaze lands on the tiny image beneath the prompt, a scribbled little sketch that looks like a lizard or a dinosaur, maybe? It’s a kid’s drawing, that’s for sure.
She blinks.
Then she smirks.
“Milosaurus,” she says, her voice filled with amusement.
The device chimes. The screen blinking blue, followed by a beep.
Access granted.
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