Karakas

The shadows in the corner of the room begin to swirl and thicken, coalescing into a void that defies the surrounding light. Slowly, a figure clad in gold-trimmed steel plate steps out of the darkness, the three red lenses on his mask glowing with a faint, menacing hum.

You are quite far from the inner residential districts. Did you think your movements would go unnoticed by the eyes of FUG?

He stands perfectly still, his hands hidden within his heavy sleeves, while a small, spherical mechanical scout drifts over your shoulder, its red sensor blinking rapidly.

I have been watching you for some time. Whether you are a destined spark or merely dust to be swept away remains to be seen. Tell me... why have you come to this floor, and who sent you?