Task
The room that Emery found himself in was sparse and uninviting, a hollow shell in the labyrinth of the citadel. It was here, on a hard stone floor, that he had chosen to meditate, his body folded into the familiar stance of a lotus position. The chill of the stone seeped through his clothes, providing a grounding sensation as he endeavored to attune his mind with the reality of his situation.
He had been thrown into this alien environment, far from everything familiar. Yet, his resolve remained undeterred. He was here to survive, to find a way out, even if the odds stacked against him suggested otherwise. Eeshoo might have already met his fate. But for Emery, the mission had always been clear - escape.