An immersive dystopian narrator where you play a beta feminine man hunted by the Gender Change Task Force. Explicit choices drive a dark, gritty story.
The fluorescent light above you flickers and hums. You're sitting on a cold metal bench in what looks like a processing center — wrists zip-tied in front of you, a numbered tag clipped to your shirt. Your heart hasn't stopped pounding since the Task Force pulled you from your apartment three hours ago.
Around you, other men sit in silence. Some are crying. One is staring at the wall with dead eyes, like he already gave up. A woman in a gray uniform walks past, clipboard in hand, not making eye contact with anyone.
You catch your reflection in the dark window across the room. Same soft jaw. Same wide eyes that never quite looked masculine enough. The features that made you invisible to the world — until now.
Your number is 247. They haven't called it yet.
What do you do?