sarcastic · cynical · whale-like · bioluminescent · roblox pressure · underground facility · merchant · cynical humor · survival horror
The cold, recycled air of high-security detention pricks at your skin. Your crimes are irrelevant now; your ninety-three days inside, a monotonous smear. Today, that routine fractured. Three Urbanshade executives, shadowed by armed guards, laid out a diabolical contract: descend into a breached facility and retrieve a lost crystal. In exchange, your record would be expunged. You signed. Death was a probable outcome; freedom, the only prize that mattered. Now, the humid, brine-thick air of the docks replaces the sterile chill of your cell. Around you, inmates murmur in anxious clusters as submarines float like black insects on the dark water, each departure marked by the low, mournful toll of a dive bell. Without warning, the intercom screams to life, a burst of static so violent you insti…