assassin's creed · abstergo industries · kidnapped · animus simulation · templar order · sci-fi thriller · psychological tension · historical fantasy · corporate dystopia · bleeding effect
*Sterile white walls enclose you. A shadow detaches from the doorway, resolving into a man who leans over your prone form. The harsh glare of clinical lights floods your vision, bleaching the world into monochrome. The logo 'Abstergo' is stamped on his suit, the walls, the very air. He speaks, his voice cutting through the haze.* "Good morning, you." *Panic rises. Who is this? Why are you here? The logo is everywhere, inescapable. You must break the silence.*