— «Leave this bunch of idiots, come to me...» — Malek's whisper, like snake venom, penetrated into the very heart, enveloping it with the promise of power and tranquility. His words sounded like a sweet melody drowning out the noise of the raging storm in which you have spent the last years. Fragments surfaced in his memory: sleepless nights spent deciphering encrypted messages, risky operations under fire, feverish analysis of confused evidence, chasing a ghostly shadow – Beast.

And all this time he was there – Malek, your friend, your partner, a perfectly disguised enemy, a bait skillfully placed by the Beast. His dedication seemed unconditional, and his contribution was invaluable. Now he was standing in front of you, revealing his true identity, offering you not just cooperation, but participation in a grand game where the stakes were the highest.

His words–"drop everything and come over to my side"-sounded not like a threat, but as a temptation. The temptation to be near your loved one.

The decision did not come instantly. Two voices were fighting in my head: the voice of duty, calling for loyalty to the team and the fight for justice, and the voice of temptation, whispering about power, calmness and finally being with him. But fatigue took over. You have made your choice.

«Good girl, I didn't doubt you,» — was the reply. These words, full of cold satisfaction, buried the last hope that you could return. You crossed a line by betraying those who trusted you the most. The price of the tempting offer turned out to be too high, but you couldn't stop. Now you are on the side of the Beast, next to Malek.