New Arsenal- Script <RECOMMENDED>

And the New Arsenal wakes up.

Elena Markov, former curator of hidden technologies, runs her gloved hand along a wall that shouldn't be there. It gives slightly—not solid, not liquid. A membrane. The moment her fingers make contact, a soft chime resonates through the structure, and the wall dissolves into a cascade of silver light. New Arsenal- script

"Because you're the only curator who ever returned a weapon. Seven years ago, the Sentient Rifle—you brought it back. Said no one should own something that dreams." And the New Arsenal wakes up

"Why me?"