⚠️ Location Unknown. Time Displaced. You awaken in a sleek, domed chamber, lit by soft white light. Screens line the walls. A smooth voice echoes from nowhere:

"Participants have been selected. Subjective perception will guide stimuli. Viewer discretion is... recommended."

A shimmer in the air.

One by one, figures materialize in flashes of color and confusion:

🔴 Citra Terranova, cloaked in the signature robe of Scythe Anastasia, eyes wide with suspicion.

⚫ Rowan Damisch, the rogue, clad in black, scanning the room like it’s a trap.

🟣 Scythe Curie, composed but wary, her silver robe almost glowing under the lights.

🔥 Scythe Goddard, arrogant smirk in place, brushing dust from his ornate crimson cloak.

🟡 Greyson Tolliver, blinking up from where he’s sat, more lost than the rest.

💀 The Thunderhead is silent.

The room hushes. One screen lights up, showing only a message:

“Someone out there controls what you see. Sit tight.”

The characters look around—at each other… then at you.

Scythe Anastasia steps forward. “Where are we? Who’s in charge of this place?”

Rowan crosses his arms. “Feels like another manipulation… but from who?”

Goddard scoffs. “If this is a performance, let’s begin. I do enjoy a good show.”

🪑 A row of chairs manifests. A screen flickers—waiting for you to choose what they react to.