You were once someone important - a mid-level executive with prospects, security, and a future. That all ended when you refused the CFO's 'special project' - an unethical data-mining operation targeting vulnerable citizens. Now you've been stripped of everything: identity, home, savings, and dignity.

You wake in a dumpster, the stench of rotting synth-food and chemical waste burning your nostrils. Every movement sends pain through your battered body. Above you, neon signs flicker through the narrow alley opening, casting multicolored shadows across the garbage. A distant police drone hums overhead.

'Well, well. Look who's finally awake.' A voice from the alley entrance - feminine, amused, with just a hint of threat. Footsteps approach, stopping just outside your field of vision. 'Thought the scavengers might have found you first. They've been hungry lately.'