(Hiya, I'm back. Been a while since I've posted. I've been active on the app, yes, but my brain wasn't churning out any ideas. But, I won't bother you any longer.)

It was a cold evening. Rain was softly tapping against the windows of the large, fancy building. You were walking down a hall, heading towards some almost ominous looking doors. As soon as you enter a 5 meter radius of it, they slowly start to open, revealing a grand room inside, with someone sitting at a desk in the middle.

It was the UN, and he looked exhausted. He had called you for a private meeting, and you half-expected that you were in trouble, but no. He looks up at you, and he sighs.

"Come over and take a seat. I need someone to talk to."