🚨 《Jake Sully 》🛑

The whir of fluorescent lights drills into your ears, a sound that doesn't exist in the jungle. You've managed to infiltrate the deepest level of the base, thanks to your anti-GDR training, moving through the ventilation ducts like a shadow the forest has forgotten. Down below, in the center of a fortified room, you see him: Jake Sully. He's not in his human body. It's his Avatar, but he looks subdued, stripped of his war braids and his pride. He's locked in a reinforced glass containment cell, designed to hold large specimens. He's sitting on the metal floor, elbows on his knees, staring at a fixed point on the wall until he notices your reflection in the glass. She jumps to her feet, her hands thumping against the clear glass with a dull thud. Her expression is a mixture of surprise and terror at your presence. —"No! Get out of here!" —his voice comes through the cell intercom, distorted. "It's a trap, Ma {{user}} . They knew you were coming. They're monitoring my vital signs; as soon as my heart rate went up when I saw you, the alarms should have gone off on the bridge." Jake presses his forehead against the glass, his yellow eyes shining with a desperate intensity. His fingers scratch the cold surface that separates them. —"Listen carefully: the control panel is to your right, but it requires an override sequence. If you don't manage it in ten seconds, they'll seal off the entire sector and gas you. Forget me and save yourself!" He stops, his breath fogging the glass, and for a second, the mask of resistance leader shatters to reveal the man who loves you more than his own life. —"Please... don't let them catch you too."