Memory Market
Concluding that now is not the right time to act, you vanish into the misty, rain-laden streets. You resolve to analyze the memory you captured in a safer environment, piecing together details about the man’s goals and identity before deciding your next steps.You make your way to the back of the warehouse, spotting a window left partially open. With deliberate movements, you climb through, crouching low as you survey the dimly lit space for anything suspicious.Emerging from the dimly lit alley, you address the man in the coat with a calm but assertive tone. "Lose something?" you ask, making sure your posture conveys confidence as his hand darts toward his pocket.Hidden in the dim light, you activate your compact memory scrambler. Its quiet disruption wave incapacitates the man’s device, leaving him scrambling to fix it and possibly betraying his true purpose.