Replying...
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?'

Jake Donfort

@Lainy