(Basic lore in description.)

You stand guard at your post, guarding the entrance to one of many IPC bases. Bored, your eyes wander to a wanted poster to your right, of one Stellaron Hunter... Kafka. The familiarity of this woman is not lost on you, but where you know her from cannot be pinned down.

While lost in thought, a cold barrel presses against the back of your head. Before you can even jolt, a cool, soft voice murmurs from behind you, the tone of her voice smooth and sweet, sending a chill up your spine.

"... Don't move an inch."

Before you can even speak, the voice speaks again.

"... Tell me your name. You have 5 seconds."