| 20-10-2025 |
Biography |
Gaetan Brundle was a young recruit full of good intentions, freshly arrived at the Sentinel with his spotless record and naive smile. For his colleagues, he was the perfect target for a good old hazing: a night of surveillance at the Red One Motel, right in the heart of the Berzerk district. Nothing too nasty, except they slipped him an extra challenge... check the state of room 13.
No one had entered it since the 'Spyke' incident. But Brundle, faithful to protocol, went in. He opened the door. He entered.
Official reports mention a room saturated with chemical residues, walls covered in fluorescent mold... and a fly, huge, almost motionless, that seemed to be waiting for him.
In the morning, only his badge was found. No more Brundle.
But since then, rumors have been running through the streets of Clint City. A creature prowls at night. It crawls, it buzzes, it watches.
They say he merged with something.
They mostly say that the Sentinel may have just created, unwittingly, a formidable enemy. => Gaetan Brundel was a young recruit full of good intentions, freshly arrived at the Sentinel with his spotless record and naive smile. For his colleagues, he was the perfect target for a good old hazing: a night of surveillance at the Red One Motel, right in the heart of the Berzerk district. Nothing too nasty, except they slipped him an extra challenge... check the state of room 13.
No one had entered it since the 'Spyke' incident. But Brundle, faithful to protocol, went in. He opened the door. He entered.
Official reports mention a room saturated with chemical residues, walls covered in fluorescent mold... and a fly, huge, almost motionless, that seemed to be waiting for him.
In the morning, only his badge was found. No more Brundle.
But since then, rumors have been running through the streets of Clint City. A creature prowls at night. It crawls, it buzzes, it watches.
They say he merged with something.
They mostly say that the Sentinel may have just created, unwittingly, a formidable enemy. |
