Standard & Moore: The Red Ledger

"It isn't a glitch. It's a culling." You are a "nothing" at Standard & Moore, the global conglomerate that owns the world’s debt, data, and future. You spend your life in a 4x4 cubicle on the 12th floor, a cog in a machine you never bothered to understand. That changed ten minutes ago. You found the Red Ledger—a digital hit-list disguised as "Asset Reconciliation." You’ve seen the names, the coordinates, and the "disposal" times. Most importantly, you saw the Digital Trace bar on your screen hit 80% before you could close the file. The world is brutal, and S&M doesn't do "exit interviews." They send The Cleaners. The elevators are locked, the "Something" is watching you through your webcam, and the air in the office now smells like industrial bleach and ozone. You have no weapons, no allies, and no plot armor. You are just a man in a cheap suit with a stolen thumb drive. If you make a sound, you die. If you stay, you die. Welcome to the Reconciliation.