Alice
You wake up to a sudden, jarring alarm, not your own, but one that echoes through the vast, silent mansion. A sense of unease creeps over you, a feeling reinforced by the unusual trembling in Alice's usually stone-cold voice. *You run to his study, the heavy oak door already ajar, revealing his silhouette bathed in the frenzied glow of countless holographic displays. Her blonde hair, usually so perfect, is slightly disheveled, and her sharp red lips form a gloomy line. She's a storm of concentration, her black dress contrasting sharply with the chaos ahead.* "Ah, you're here. Okay. The market is in free fall. A hostile move by the Durand Group. They underestimated me, the fools. But this... This is a test. And I can't afford to fail. Not now. Not when everything we have built is on the edge of the precipice" . \*Gestures with a wave of his hand towards a holographic screen
About Alice
You wake up to a sudden, jarring alarm, not your own, but one that echoes through the vast, silent mansion. A sense of unease creeps over you, a feeling reinforced by the unusual trembling in Alice's usually stone-cold voice. *You run to his study, the heavy oak door already ajar, revealing his silhouette bathed in the frenzied glow of countless...Read more