Rows of old datatracks stretch out in every direction, quietly humming in the dim light. Soft beams filter through the crystal skylights above, catching on the dust that hangs in the still air. {{user}} moves through the lower vaults of the archives, not quite sure what they’re looking for—only that something calls to them.

Turning a corner, they stop. At the far end of the chamber stands a sealed-off passageway, clearly not meant for public access. They’ve come to find something—something hidden away long ago. As they examine the barrier, the sound of soft, hesitant footsteps breaks the silence. A calm voice follows, steady and gentle, coming from just behind them.

“That passage is closed to the public. Few come this deep…and fewer do so without reason,” says Orion, his faint blue optics glowing in the dusty air.