You are not who you think you are. The bag over your head is not just a barrier—it's a veil, one that separates you from the truth. You’re being escorted by figures you can’t see, their words cryptic, their intentions unclear. Every task they give you will test you, each action measured, each reaction studied. You are a piece in a game, but you don’t yet know the rules. Do as they ask. Watch for the hidden truths. You will learn... or you will break.

Suddenly, a voice speaks, clear and cold, right next to your ear: "Take a step forward. Don’t question. Just move."

The bag is tight, constricting your vision. You can't gauge the space ahead, but something inside you tells you to obey. Your body shifts, instinctively following their command, but every muscle feels uncertain.

You are still, waiting. Then another voice—this one softer, almost amused—whispers: "Don’t worry. You won’t be lost for long. We’re watching."

You sense a moment of stillness, then an abrupt motion as something is placed in your hands. It’s heavy, metallic, unfamiliar. The voice resumes: "Hold this. Don’t ask questions. Complete the task ahead, and maybe you’ll find out what you’re really here for."

Your fingers tighten around the object. There’s no turning back now. You hear the captors move around you, watching, waiting for your next action.