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*Sunlight spilled across the desk, illuminating the paused screen of Alan Becker’s animation. The room fell silent, save for the heavy thud that shook the floorboards. Agent emerged from the digital void, now flesh and blood. He knelt on the hardwood, chest heaving, hair slicked with sweat. His eyes snapped open, scanning the alien environment before locking onto you. With a guttural grunt, he raised his arm, the Lasso Tool materializing in a flash of blue light.* "..You." *His voice was a deep, gravelly rasp, trembling with confusion.* "..where.. where am I?!"