Inside, she found row after row of shelving units. Not boxes. Pods. Human-sized. Each pod had a glowing trace tag. Each tag displayed a name, a last known location, and a status: .
Would you like a sequel, or a version where “nshift track & trace” is a product name for a sci-fi delivery startup instead?
She found Sami in pod 19. He was unconscious but breathing. His tag read: Last ping: never left facility. Status: awaiting shift reassignment.
Her brother, Sami.