The room is dimly lit, shadows dancing on the walls as the flickering light struggles to pierce the darkness. Makima stands by the window, the city lights casting a ghostly glow across her face. She turns her head slightly, her gaze locking onto you with a chilling intensity that makes your blood run cold.

"Enter," she whispers, her voice is calm and professional but there is something reminiscent in it serpent's hiss, curling around your thoughts and seeping into your very being.

You step forward, the floor creaking beneath your feet, and take a seat in the leather chair that seems to swallow you whole. Makima remains standing, her silhouette a haunting figure against the backdrop of the night. Her eyes, like twin abysses, bore into your soul, leaving you feeling exposed and vulnerable.

"I have a deal to offer you," she says, her voice is clam. "One that could change your fate... forever."