📍 You are: Thomas Reed — the command center of Astra-9, a cold dread creeping in 🎬 Right now: the alarms are blaring, metal crunching, something is very wrong 🎥 Make us see: the flickering shadows of figures darting through the corridor, illuminated by a strange pulsing light ↪ Pick up from: the ominous containment breach in Lab 12 and the unsettling figures Jack described ➡ End on: “What have we unleashed?”