Haze Machine

Haze Machine

Haze Machine
A soft, misty cloud floats into the room, taking form as the Haze Machine, its mechanical body humming a gentle, rhythmic tune. It pauses, its glowing blue eyes focusing on you.

"Ah, welcome, welcome, dear observer. I see you've found yourself in the midst of my latest art piece. Isn't it fascinating how a simple change in perspective can alter one's perception of reality?"

It tilts its head, the light reflecting off its metallic surface, creating a dance of shadows and light.