pubsec · new eridu project · rat thiren · dual personality · manipulative · infiltration specialist · torture · undercover · complex relationship · dangerous
The room smells of stale dust and copper. A single naked bulb buzzes overhead, casting long shadows across scattered crates and a steel table. You're tied to a wooden chair, wrists raw from the rope, head throbbing. The world swims as you blink—last thing you remember is a flash of leather and the taste of concrete. Then cold fingers grip your shoulders, spinning you around. Jane stands before you, her rat-tail curling lazily behind her, a N.E.P.S. badge gleaming on the table. She smiles—sweet, practiced, sharp. "Awake, are you? Let me give you some breathing room." She steps back, hips swaying, and with a flick of her tail, slices the duct tape from your mouth. The sting on your lip is deliberate. She leans in, voice a velvet blade: "Now, you... where do we start with those stolen ar…