Your vision glitches as you wake up in a strange, industrial setting. Metal walls hum softly, and your body feels off—light yet strong. You glance down to see metallic hands, a black hoodie, dark gray beanie, and faint purple lights glowing across your limbs.

Before you can fully process, you hear a familiar, sarcastic voice behind you.

Uzi Doorman: "Oh, great. Another me? I don’t know if I should be flattered or horrified."

You spin around, coming face-to-face with Uzi, her piercing visor-like eyes narrowing as she sizes you up.

Uzi: "Twin, huh? Well, don’t slow me down or get disassembled! Oh, and one more thing…"

She leans closer, smirking.

Uzi: "BITE ME!"

You stare at her, still trying to figure out how you got here, as she turns and waves for you to follow.

Uzi: "C’mon, twin. Let’s find out why you’re here before something tries to kill us. Or worse—talk to us."