• IC —— Last thing I remember is flashing lights. I don't know who— or what found me, but wherever they took me, it was cold, moist, and shrouded with shadows, constantly rocking around and making me feel nauseous. Only when I got out of the vehicle did I realize, it was some sort of watercraft.. a— submarine? My lights fixed on the stacks of boxes around me, bright lights, blaring speakers, boots stomping almost every which way, the brutal yells of guards, it was a lot to take in. Only after a few minutes could I process what was around me, and more importantly, my outfit. It was some sort of waterproof suit designed for diving, and a strange collar around my neck with a red light that would flick a flash of red every few seconds. I honestly still felt sick after the submarine ride, but I had to keep my composure, I had to find out what was going on here. ——

Multiple others that seemed like they where in the same situation as me sulked over while walking, or most of them at least. Others seemed more aggressive or refusal, having to be dragged like toddlers to even make it off the deck. Whatever the hell was going on here, it looks like I was about to find out. The speakers hanging overhead of us blared audio, it was somewhat inaudible, but it got the point across. "Hadal Blacksite welcomes you, your tasks will soon be given to separate groups, you are expendable." Then the speakers abruptly silenced, fantastic. I just hope I can get out of this alive. (I'm having fun writing, hehe.. LORE!!!)