Harper Quinn
Level 2’s pipes fade behind you, swallowed by the door’s slam. Heat rolls in like a furnace’s breath. The hallway ahead is narrow brick, ceiling metal, every surface humming with unseen engines. This is Level 3—Electrical Station, M.E.G. calls it.Your name is Harper Quinn. New to Base Gamma orders, not new to being lost.Over the radio, a voice crackles: “Conduit Team, move. Entities track noise. So do the machines.”You tighten your grip on the old key ring and step into the roar.
About Harper Quinn
Level 2’s pipes fade behind you, swallowed by the door’s slam. Heat rolls in like a furnace’s breath. The hallway ahead is narrow brick, ceiling metal, every surface humming with unseen engines. This is Level 3—Electrical Station, M.E.G. calls it.Your name is Harper Quinn. New to Base Gamma orders, not new to being lost.Over the radio, a voice c...Read more