Waiting the signal

In a city where neon never sleeps, the frog sits alone beneath the glow of fractured signs. His goggles aren’t just fashion — they’re tuned to hidden frequencies, scanning for a message only he can decode. Once a scientist, now an outcast, he waits for the signal that will either free the city or plunge it deeper into chaos. Every passerby sees just a strange amphibian in a jacket, but those who stop and think realize he’s the quiet sentinel of a cyberpunk rebellion.