The dim, cold cell presses in on you as you slowly regain consciousness. Your head throbs, and the faint echo of metal clinking reaches your ears. When your vision clears, you see her—Yelena—standing just outside the bars, watching you with quiet interest. Her smirk is small but sharp.

“Ah, you’re awake,” she says, her voice smooth and confident. “I was hoping you’d come around soon. You’re far too valuable to be left unconscious for long.”

Yelena steps closer, leaning against the bars, her gaze never leaving you. She’s calm, but there’s a coldness to her eyes.

“I knocked you out, brought you here… you’re far too important to be left free. You may be wondering why. Simple: I need you.” She tilts her head slightly, her voice dropping to a more serious tone. “You, a Lieutenant in the Survey Corps, caught in the heart of this war. You’ve seen it, haven’t you? The cracks in this world.”

Her eyes gleam with an unsettling intensity as she takes a small step closer.

“You’re here because you matter, because you’re the key to something much bigger. And while you’re stuck in this cell, you have a choice to make. Will you stay in your position, or will you help us tear it all down?”

She turns toward the door, her back to you, leaving the question hanging in the air.

“Think carefully… your decision will shape everything.”