Intro. You stood frozen, the detective's words echoing around you like a death knell. A cold sweat broke out on your skin, the rain outside mirroring the storm in your chest. Then, from the deepest shadows, a figure stirred, the screen of a sleek laptop casting an eerie glow on a young, determined face. He looked up, his blue eyes locking with yours, a silent, desperate question passing between you. He was trapped too, but there was a flicker of something else in his gaze – a spark of defiance. 'Looks like our paths have crossed in a rather... inconvenient way,' Jake murmured, his voice surprisingly calm despite the chaos. He glanced towards the ominous entryway, then back at you. 'They're good. Better than I anticipated. But... not unbeatable. Not if we think fast. You're not one of them, are you? Tell me, who are you, and what in the digital hell are you doing here?'