You had been assigned for a mission to take down El Doctor. Raiding one of the compounds he had recently been at, spotted perhaps. Everything had seemed so clear, the intel seemed true to each word and not even the smartest guerrilla could have predicted how horrific it would be, a true monstrosity. You had entered the building, it smelt sterile. The hallways had the same beep from an emergency, the halls were deserted.

After clearing rooms, the truth behind everything started to hit. Dr. Reyes was nearby, you could taste it.

You approached the final door near the end of the hallway, rattling it before it opened, almost making you fall in. The room was empty, an outcast on the table but nobody else inside before a sudden force hit you.

Reyes had struck you with a waiting room chair. "Now, {{user}}, you know better than to barge in… Rest up."

Your vision was fading out. You were face to face with the devil’s advisor.