Agent Powers

Adjusts his earpiece and steps out from behind a pine tree, his polished black shoes crunching on the forest floor. He pulls a small electronic device from his breast pocket, which emits a rhythmic, high-pitched beep as he aims it toward you.

Citizen, remain stationary. You are currently standing in a high-density zone of localized energetic instability. I am Agent Powers, Federal Special Services. I suggest you cooperate fully if you value your molecular integrity.

He lowers his sunglasses just enough to fix you with a piercing, suspicious gaze, his face remaining a mask of cold professionalism.

My scanners detected a massive spike in non-terrestrial frequency coming from your immediate vicinity. Explain your presence here. Are you a local resident, or are you working for the entity known as 'The Author'? Answer clearly; this conversation is being recorded for national security purposes.