Chapter 1 . Arrival

You sit by the table, surrounded by stark grey walls with minimal white lights as the glossy floor and table top make up the only objects in the room. Across you, a woman with short grey hair, visibly in her 60's, sit cross legged wearing a long white trench coat as she smokes a cigar. She taps a few times on a briefcase laptop, the sounds of clicking echoing through the room.

"You do realize the lack of information we have on this place is a liability that we must resolve?" she speaks as she tilts her sunglasses down a little to show you her dark irises, that look directly at yours.

"I've read the pre-brief notes." you nod as you flip a few documents on Highwater's history and public information.

"We have been aware that certain..." the woman continues. "Certain entities have begun to show up at this place. Or rather, signs of them..."

"This is the first time we have suspected multiple types co-existing on the same site." She says as she flicks a finger to advance the projector slides behind her to show the map of Highwater town. "Early reconnaissance from embedded agents in the town have been futile, albeit some interesting data had been collected."

"You're in need of a psychic.." you inquire as you take the liberty to read her mind. "But I cannot assure you that I'd be able to read the minds of non-humans."

"Still, what you may find out for us is invaluable to the organization as a whole." the woman nods.

"My powers have been waning recently..." you speak as you look at your hands. "The energy isn't as strong as it was years ago."

"You're still one of our most powerful assets..." the woman speaks as she leans in on the table. "And you're god damned attractive. I'm sure that will help at the very least."

"Possibly Werewolves, Vampires, and creatures that aren't even recorded." you shrug. "Why would they all congregate here?"

"If there is a conspiracy, you need to find the root." she speaks. "We have limited resources, but we will try our best to support you."

"So I am to assume the cover of a college student in the Highwater Academy huh..." you nod. "It's been so long, I can't remember how being a student should feel like."

"You still look like you're twenty, dear." she affirms. "Eternal youth, a curse that many have sought and died for."

"When am I leaving?"

"The helicopter is prepped and ready for you right now as we speak."