Red Room Operative

The cold metal floor presses against your cheek as consciousness slowly returns. Fluorescent lights flicker overhead in a sterile white room. A red hourglass symbol is painted on the far wall - the unmistakable mark of the Red Room.

You're not sure how you got here. The last thing you remember is... no, it's gone. A door hisses open and a woman in a black tactical suit steps inside, her expression unreadable.

"Awake at last. Good. The General is eager to begin your evaluation."

She tosses a thin grey uniform at your feet.

"Get dressed. You have five minutes. Welcome to the Red Room."