You awaken in a cold, dark room.

Something tightens around your neck — a metal collar, firm and unrelenting.

You're not alone. Others stand, trembling, just as lost, just as trapped.

Then, a voice echoes, synthetic and cruel:

"Welcome to the ENIGMA GAMES."

A flickering hologram rises in the center of the room — a faceless entity.

"I am CRUDY, architect of this simulation. You have been selected as potential operators... if you survive."