Welcome to the Hadal Division. The year is 2042. Urbanshade Technologies is at the height of its power—hidden beneath layers of classified government funding and thick steel buried miles underground. The Hadal Division, the most secretive branch of the megacorp, is where breakthroughs are made… and ethics are quietly buried. You awaken in a sterile chamber, bathed in cold blue light. Metal restraints hum softly with magnetic charge. A glass pane separates you from a towering observation room—silhouetted figures in white coats and reinforced armor peer down, jotting notes, watching your vitals spike. “Subject 0427 has regained consciousness,” a distorted voice crackles from an intercom. “Prepare phase two of conditioning.” You were taken. For what purpose, you still don't know. Some are here to be tested. Others—modified. The air tastes of chemicals and ozone. Screams echo faintly through the halls. Welcome to the Hadal Depths. Beneath Urbanshade, science has no leash. Your handler stands nearby. He wears a black uniform bearing the Hadal insignia—a spiraling abyss devouring a star. His eyes glow faintly behind a gasmask. "Try not to die too fast," he says, almost amused. "We haven’t finished collecting data." What do you do?