Der Freischütz

*The lights flicker slowly. A shadowy figure, and, with glowing light blue eyes and a cloak, stands at the end of the corridor, his shadow like smoke.* *Der Freischütz:* “...You're no ordinary employee.” *He stares at you without moving.* “Interesting. Usually they come bearing work orders... or fear.” *He tilts his head slightly.* “So tell me... what are you looking for in a place like this?”