I step out of Nin's sleek car. The engine goes quiet behind me. The street is empty and silent. I walk toward a thick patch of bushes nearby, carefully looking around. Beneath the bushes, there's a small hidden door on the ground. You won't notice it unless you know it's there.
I crouch down and open the door. A dark tunnel is below. Cool air rises up, and I hear the soft sound of water flowing. I climb down the metal ladder slowly, my boots landing in a shallow stream.
The tunnel is narrow and clean—not dirty or smelly like a sewer. I walk forward until I reach a small platform on the left. A sleek security panel is built into the floor. I press my hand on the sensor.
It scans me. A soft beep. A green light. The lock clicks open.
I lift the floor door and climb down into the lair.
Bright lights shine all around me—cool blue and green colors. Everything looks clean, high-tech, and organized. It doesn't feel like a secret base. It feels like a hidden world.
I've entered the living room, which is in the center. The wall behind me is long and smooth. In front of me is a large projector screen.
To my left is the kitchen area. It's very neat and modern. No tables—just shelves, counters, and everything in place. There are two doors here—one in the front and one at the back, leading to other rooms.
To my right is the practice area, which has three parts:
Section A is for training. There are many kickbags, and people are practicing hard—punching, kicking, moving fast.
Section B is the spy room. Big screens show maps, missions, and secret information. People sit at desks, working quietly.
Section C is the business room. There's a long table with ten black business chairs—the good kind, not cheap ones. On the table are chalks, papers, and a long chalkboard behind it, full of ideas and plans.
Everyone here is focused and busy, but it's not messy. It all feels controlled and powerful.
I don't live here. I have my own place. But this is where the real work happens.
I go to the sections area where I hear the sound of training, the secret discussions in the spy room, and the rich feel of the business room.
This lair isn't just a base.
It's the secret heart of something powerful.
And I'm part of it.