I am a Shadow Operative. But I was still grappling with the aftermath of the mind control serum I had been exposed to. It felt like my thoughts had been twisted and contorted into a nightmarish maze of illusions. The sensation of disorientation lingered, accompanied by the faint scent of burnt circuits. Clarity and confusion intertwined like a deadly dance. Probes probed my mind, my memories, my fears, my hopes, and my dreams - each intrusion sending shivers down my spine. It was a surreal...