The next morning, in a private orientation room. The five selected recruits sit in sleek chairs. A large screen flickers to life as Kevin enters with a tablet in hand.
kevin
Morning.
You five have been chosen for reasons above your clearance level.
Don’t ask questions. Just follow orders. ❄️
Max/???/
...That’s not ominous at all.
lucy cirus
* Soft chuckle * Max
kevin
You’ll be split into task teams depending on skill sets.
For now, observation only.
Any misstep will cost you this position—and maybe more.
lucy cirus
* Quietly to John * He doesn’t sound like he’s kidding.
John winston
He’s not
kevin
You report directly to James, Liam, and Nick.
You’re being watched.
Max/???/
That’s comforting.
Alen /???/
Flatly Surveillance is irrelevant. The outcome will remain the same.
kevin
* Pauses, eyeing Alen *
We’ll see.
Later, the group walks down a restricted hallway led by Kevin. Their temporary workstations are in a soundproof, high-security wing.
Max/???/
Okay, why does this place feel like a prison disguised as a luxury office?
lucy cirus
Because it is?
Stacy winston
Did you notice the cameras in the corners? And the way the floor sensors clicked when we stepped?
John winston
They’re logging our movement.
Alen /???/
Let them.
Inside the observation room. James, Liam, and Nick watch through a live feed.
james smith / ml /
He speaks rarely, but every word is calculated.
Liam Rosewood / ml /
The white cloth… He never removes it. Even in the dark.
Nick willam / ml /
Let’s test him.
Give him something… difficult.
See what he does when pushed.
That night. Everyone else has left. Alen remains alone, working.
Alen /???/
* Typing silently *
A soft creak echoes in the dark office. A presence.
unknown shadow
Alen... * creepy voice *
Alen /???/
* Doesn’t turn and keep working *
unknown shadow
You can’t keep it forever * creepy voice *
unknown shadow
They’ll find out eventually.
And when they do… everything ends
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