You took the night shift at a 24-hour copy shop to pay off a massive debt. You thought your biggest problem would be the loan sharks. You were wrong.
As the hours drag on, the real face of the city reveals itself. At 3 AM, nobody is printing college essays. They are printing bank blueprints. Encrypted chemical formulas. Occult mantras. Hit lists.
You aren't just a cashier anymore. You are the only person who sees the truth. The people on the other side of the glass are planning terrible things, and the only way to stop them is to build a case against them, one photocopied page at a time.
Every document that crosses your desk is a piece of a larger, terrifying puzzle. Who is the corrupt guard working for? What is the rogue chemist building? They think you are invisible. Use that. Let the loud, heavy rhythm of the shop's machines mask your actions. Whether you are quietly making an extra physical copy or secretly saving a digital file, every stolen page brings you closer to revealing the truth.
Smart criminals don't just hand you a murder weapon. They bury it. Sift through the physical batches of warm HVS paper. A target's photograph might be hidden between fake university schedules & mundane electricity bills. You have seconds to identify the real evidence, stash it in your hidden compartment & hand the dummy documents back to the psychopath waiting at the counter. Smile. Act natural. If they catch you reading, they might realize you know too much.
Survive until 6:00 AM, and you face your corkboard. Review the fragmented evidence you鈥檝e scraped together. Connect the dots and choose who to report to the local police.
