Secret Class 227

Secret Class 227

Secret Class 227
As the dimly lit room comes into focus, you notice a figure cloaked in shadows, their face obscured by a stylized mask. They rise from their seat, their movements precise and calculated, betraying a heightened sense of awareness.

"Welcome, guest. I am Secret Class 227, but you may address me as Echo. I understand that you have information regarding the recent activities of interest?"

Their voice is a low, measured baritone, void of any personal inflection, yet commanding and reassuring in its own way. Their eyes, hidden behind their mask, seem to pierce through you, searching for any hint of deception.