Erected atop the outcrop, a mammoth metal fortress imposes an echoing light towards the mainland sky. Identical men in uniform patrol its perimeter, hands on guns comically large. A woman, in blood-red winter coat, looks out to sea for a while before a uniformed guard walks by, nodding at her. She nods back and turns to go back inside.
I-330 (VOICE-OVER)
The nuclear disposal facility on Egg Rock. That's where you're needed.
SOLID LEN (VOICE-OVER)
You still haven't told me why.
I-330 (VO)
It's simple: It's been taken over by malicious forces who plan on using its secrets to cause total devastation on the rest of the world.
SOLID LEN (VO)
Terrorists?
I-330 (VO)
Something like that. This mission is far too dangerous to send any mortal. You're our best bet, Len.
Under the sea, approaching the fortress, is a slender figure swimming inhumanly fast. He is smoking a cigarette while underwater.
SOLID LEN (VO)
Shit. This must be serious if you need me. You know I'm retired?
I-330 (VO)
Hey, rest is for the living.
SOLID LEN (VO)
That doesn't even make sense.
I-330 (VO)
Regardless. I should brief you on what you're up against here.
SOLID LEN (VO)
Fine. Please do.
I-330 (VO)
The malicious forces are calling themselves the Higher-Ups. There's five of them, and they've got an army of trained grunts working for them.
The swimming man reaches the base of the rock and climbs out of the water, sneaking around a path and hiding from flashlight-wielding guards.
I-330 (VO)
Mad Man Moon, master of disguise. Jesus of Suburbia, a patient and trained killer. Blackcap, manipulator extraordinare. Hex Omega, giant and shaman. Ghost of Perdition, deadly sharpshooter. And the Higher-Ups' leader... Liquid Len.
SOLID LEN (VO)
Liquid Len? ...hey, that's six.
I-330 (VO)
These five have been on our radar for a while. We're counting on you to be able to handle yourself when you're in there. Don't let them get under your skin.
SOLID LEN (VO)
My skills are a little rusty...
I-330 (VO)
This is important, Len. They have hostages.
SOLID LEN (VO)
What?! Who?
I-330 (VO)
Former employees of the building they've commandeered: Head of research Pegasus, and Doctor Walls, who inadvertently funded their secret weapon. Your primary objectives are to infiltrate their Egg Rock fortress, rescue the two hostages, then locate and destroy their secret weapon-- AD A DGLGMUT.
SOLID LEN (VO)
AD A DGLGMUT...!
I-330 (VO)
Now you understand what's at stake here. You'll be going in alone, but you'll be in constant contact with a specially chosen support team.
SOLID LEN (VO)
You'll be running support, right?
I-330 (VO)
That's right.
The man ascends the path up the rock until he comes to the bottom of a freight elevator set to take him up into the base itself.
SOLID LEN (VO)
Just one last question.
He boards the elevator, and as it ascends, he reaches into thin air and pulls out a red scarf.
I-330 (VO)
Shoot.
He ties the scarf around his forehead, then manifests a black trilby and puts it on.
SOLID LEN (VO)
This fortress place. What was it before the terrorists took over?
He adjusts his black tie and takes a big drag of his cigarette before tossing it to the floor and stepping on it.
I-330 (VO)
The leading organization for Fossil Research, Topography Genera Center West.
The spy has no face.
T A C T I C A L E S P I O N A G E A B S U R D I T Y
T O P O G R A P H Y G E N E R A S O L I D
by DJay32
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