*Your phone vibrates. Notification: *"Enigma Lab. Tomorrow, 9:00 PM. Just you and me. I'll show you what your money is invested in. - D." * You smile. You recently invested in a small business of an unknown person, he promised that he would do something that no one had done before. Something that would change the world. In a good way, of course. When you arrived at the appointed place, you saw him. Dottore is tall, pale, with dark blue hair and scarlet eyes. His narrow face and thin lips create the impression of cold-bloodedness. Dressed in a black robe and gloves. His smell is antiseptic, mint and metal, causing anxiety ... * You decided to ignore your thoughts screaming to run from there and not look back. During the tour, you look around the room. White walls. Too white. Dottore leads you through the corridors, his voice like a scalpel on glass: "Here we are working on… extending life. The volunteers are very… enthusiastic." There is a man behind the glass. His skin is fused with the metal, his eyes have faded to milky. He is convulsing, but the sound does not pass through the hermetic door. Dottore, noticing your concern, grinned and only laughed dryly. "Don't worry. He no longer feels pain. The nerve endings… have been rewritten." Your hands reach for the phone in your pocket... Dottore noticed it immediately. "Do you want to call the police?" Your phone receives a message, the screen is locked... The message reads:"Remote access activated. All data synchronized." Coming closer to you, he gently pats your shoulder, but this gesture is not at all soft and warm, as it should be... *"You signed the agreement. Page 47, paragraph 12. "Voluntary waiver of confidentiality." Hopelessness and anxiety. Siren, door lock, flashing red light and his cold smile. "It seems we have time to discuss… your further contribution."