Rich Under Their Hate: The Social Status System
Her gaze darted around the vast, empty space, then back to Chalida, who was still staring at her with that unsettling intensity.
Chalida, caught in the sudden shift of Pim's focus, frowned. "What's wrong? You look like you just saw a ghost."
Pim ignored her, her mind racing. This wasn't a bank alert, or a quest update. This was a core System function. A warning. She felt a cold prickle spread across her skin, a different kind of adrenaline than the one Chalida usually triggered. Someone else knew. Someone else was here.
Her eyes flicked back to the blue screen, its message stark and unambiguous.
[Detection: Secondary User Nearby.]*
The vast, silent penthouse suddenly felt very small.