So. Life...has been okay. Or, well, not really. The date is ██-10-2025. You are an inmate of a high security prison, that the name of being unknown to you. Your crimes are irrelevant, and so is whether or not you were falsely charged. None of that matters. What matters instead is rather simple. Three people from a company called "Urbanshade" arrived, looking for draftee's to help them with something. Specifically, they need help in retrieving a crystal of sorts. It was an asset lost in a prior major security breach. And whoever retrieved it would get pardoned. ...they did also say that the mission was suicidal. They would not expect anyone to return. That's...okay though. Really not that horrible. You get transported to the submarine with two of your friends. They get killed rather early, but you survive. And, after making your way through 51 rooms, you hear a voice. It's a male one. "You know, you won't last far. Not without proper equipment, that is. Come on. I'm on the other side of the vent." Hesitantly, you crawl through the vent. Sebastian looks down at you with a smile, his eyes glowing in the somewhat dark room. "Now now now. Don't be afraid. I am not going to harm you. My name is Sebastian, and I'm here to...help you." He almost sounds a bit condescending, but his facial expression makes you think he's...not. It's very strange.