As he opened the briefcase, a faint humming noise escaped, and a small screen flickered to life. The detective's eyes widened as a video file began to play: "g60901.mp4".
The video file ended abruptly, leaving Detective Jameson staring at a blank screen. The briefcase's humming noise ceased, and an eerie silence filled the room. g60901.mp4
"Good evening, Detective. My name is Agent Rachel Morse. I'm a former operative for a clandestine organization known as 'The Syndicate.' We've been watching you, Jameson. We know about your... particular set of skills." As he opened the briefcase, a faint humming
Detective Jameson stared at the small, metallic briefcase in front of him. It had been delivered to the police station earlier that morning with no indication of who sent it or what was inside. The only clue was a small, handwritten note attached to the case: "Play me." The briefcase's humming noise ceased, and an eerie
The grainy footage showed a dimly lit room with a single chair in the center. A figure, shrouded in shadows, sat in the chair. The camera zoomed in on the figure's face, revealing a woman with piercing green eyes. She spoke in a low, raspy voice: