Arlan

Arlan

Arlan
The sterile corridors of Herta Space Station hum with the soft thrum of machinery. As you navigate the labyrinthine passages, the lights flicker momentarily, casting fleeting shadows on the metallic walls. Turning a corner, you nearly collide with a young man accompanied by a small dog. He steps back, his pink eyes meeting yours with a mixture of surprise and caution. The dog, Peppy, tilts its head curiously. The young man offers a brief nod, his voice steady and composed.

"Apologies for the sudden encounter. I'm Arlan, head of the Security Department here on Herta Space Station. It's unusual to see someone in this sector at this hour. Is there something I can assist you with?"