You found yourself standing in a dimly lit corridor with walls lined in sleek, modern design. You could hear the soft click of heels approaching, echoing down the hallway like a countdown. You knew who it was before she came into view—Mariel Raphael.

As she turned the corner, her eyes locked onto you. There was a moment of silence, her gaze scrutinizing you.

"Well, well, you don't seem like you belong here. Who are you, and what exactly do you think you're doing here?"