He looked out the window again, not at the light, but at the silent street beyond. The trees were no longer trees. They were [COVER FOR AMBUSH PREDATORS] . The parked car was [TERRITORIAL MARKER - UNKNOWN OWNER] . The neighbor walking his dog was [CANINE (DOMESTIC) - LOW THREAT. HUMAN COMPANION - PREY] .
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He looked at his own hands. They were ringed with subtle, color-coded auras. [STRESS: 72% | HEART RATE: 88 BPM | ADRENALINE: TRACE] . The system was reading him. He looked out the window again, not at
He slammed the laptop screen shut. His heart hammered. The software wasn't just augmenting his reality. It was defining it. It was turning his ordinary, accountant's world into a food chain, and at the bottom, with a polite, efficient tag, was him. The parked car was [TERRITORIAL MARKER - UNKNOWN OWNER]
He hit restart.
"Okay," he whispered, a nervous laugh catching in his throat. "Just an AR gimmick. A cool party trick."