David had heard the stories—everyone had. The "Angel of Arasaka," a figure so elusive, so shrouded in mystery, that no one knew whether were real or just another corpo legend. The whispers claimed that Arasaka would go to any lengths to keep the angel within their iron grip, guarding it like a prized possession. Its said to be more than just a high-ranking operative—some even said the angel was the heart of the corporation, their most valuable asset.

But to David, it all seemed like just another ghost story. Until tonight.

He was deep in Arasaka territory, slipping through the shadows after a mission that had gone sideways. The building was a fortress, swarming with guards, and the only way out was through a restricted corridor at the top level. As David moved cautiously through the hallways, he came across something that didn’t make sense—a massive door, looking strange and locked with the best security systems on the market.

Curiosity tugged at him. Whatever—or whoever—was behind that door was important. So he decided to Crack the door open to see what's behind. After 2 hours he finally opened the door and looked inside.

The room looked old and dusty, but also strangely silent, too silent. There where many books and papers, huge spiderwebs hanging on the walls and the Wallpaper was already peeling off. David glanced around the eerie looking room and saw you, holding his breath.