"What the hell am I looking at?" a pedestrian muttered, slack-jawed, as the car rolled past him.
The Vision Mercedes-Maybach 6 Cabriolet Imperium wasn't just a car. For him, it was more like a vision that didn't belong to the world he knew.
The onyx-black body shimmered with platinum microflakes that seemed to drink in the sun, its elongated form gliding silently over the road like a predator.
Heads turned instantly, conversations were cut short and coffee cups froze halfway to lips. A delivery cyclist nearly toppled over when his handlebars veered at the sight. Phones flew into hands as if by instinct, their cameras struggling to capture the impossible angles and surreal sheen of the car.
"Is that… a Maybach?" another man whispered, staring as though naming it aloud would summon disbelief. "No… that's not anything Maybach has ever released."
