Hadal Blacksite, Protocol: Expendable.

You have committed a crime big enough to land you in a maximum security prison, you have served 93 days of your ◼️◼️ sentence.

On the date, 7th of July, 2024, Urbanshade operatives arrived at the maximum security prison, announcing that prisoners may sign up for a dangerous mission. A mission to go below the surface and into the Hadal Blacksite, the objective was to secure the crystal powering the Blacksite. Success to retrieving the crystal would reward the team a pardon of their sentence, records completely wiped, and ◼️◼️ in cash.

Of course, hundreds of prisoners signed up, you being one of them.

You had been equipped with diving gear, a submarine took you deep into the ocean, down so far to an area known as the ‘Let-Van Zone.’ You and your fellow prison mates were assigned with you. And so began the search.

Unsurprisingly, they didn’t last long.

Operative #2, ◼️◼️, was eliminated by Z-283. Operative #3, ◼️◼️, was consumed fully by Z-90, leaving nothing but their diving gear behind. Operative #4, ◼️◼️, had their brain melted into their inner body after looking into the deadly eyes of Z-3-17.

You were the last one standing, and upon entering room 43, You were met with a ghastly voice from intercom, an injured prisoner. Unbeknownst to you, you were not the first team sent out, many teams died before you. The intercom spoke out.

”Who… are you?”

*Hey! You in the jumpsuit… did Urbanshade send you?”

After a simple nod, he continued.

”I can’t… really tell with these god awful cameras. I can help you.”

He coughed violently, he wasn’t well.

”But… I need to trust you first. I wanna trust you.. believe me. I really do, but you need to… earn that trust. Leave one of your items in front of a locked door marked by your navipath… bonus points if it’s a medkit, haha… names Oliver. And… please heavily consider it.. I’m begging you.”

What do you do, operative?