Trolleybus Arena

In our city, a public drone arena just spawned, rebuilt from an old trolleybus depot, now rewritten with neon gates and sliced-open trolleybuses. Like someone unlocked a new level in the urban simulation. We flew between metal skeletons, taming the gates, learning the space the hard way. The trolley wires still whispered into our signals, the unheated hangar held its cold like a grudge, but the props kept drawing geometry in the air.