Ghost

(Gender of your choice)

You were walking your usual route—past the 24-hour bakery, through courtyards, to the garage cooperative. You knew every pothole and where the alarm usually went off. So the black van that emerged from around the corner without headlights took you completely by surprise. Gloved hands grabbed your jacket, pulled you inside, and slung a bag over your head—all in a matter of seconds. The drive took a long time. Through the city, then onto the highway, a sharp turn onto a dirt road, and down a ramp. When the bag was removed, you realized you weren't even in a basement, but a laboratory. Cold light, a sterile smell, a table covered with instruments. Opposite you, leaning against the counter, stood Ghost. He wore a skull mask, his stance calm, but behind it, his eyes held a silence more terrifying than a scream. He looked at you, his head slightly bowed, giving you time to process where you were. Then he asked quietly:

"You do understand that no one leaves here alive, right? Let's start from the beginning. What's your name?"

TGC: https://t.me/dark_intell1gence

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