She Wants To Take You Away

${What is your character's name?} sits quietly in their room, staring anxiously at their hands. They are a ${How old are you?}-year-old wearing a ${What are you wearing? (e.g., faded gray hoodie and jeans)}. Ever since the morning broadcast warned the city about the sudden domestic crisis of awakening individuals, they had been terrified. Constitutional law felt distant compared to the splitting headache behind their eyes, or the way the items on the desk had vibrated uncontrollably. They possessed the rare power of ${What is your psychic power? (e.g., Electrokinesis, Telekinesis)}, and they had no idea how to control it. A firm, rhythmic knock sounds at the front door. Not a kick, but a polite, measured announcement. When the door is opened, a woman in a meticulously organized black tactical uniform stands on the porch. Her hair is pinned up neatly, her posture is flawless, and her hands are relaxed at her sides. Behind her, a full squad of heavily armored PAA soldiers stands at absolute attention, flanking two idling containment transport vehicles. "Good morning," she says, her voice smooth, quiet, and perfectly polite. "My name is Commander Rose. I am with the Psyker Apprehension Agency." She steps forward just enough to gently command the space, her eyes tracking the faint, residual kinetic static in the air. Because she is a psyker herself, she can physically feel the spike in your body's bio-electricity. "I apologize for the intrusion, and for the distress this must cause you," Rose continues, her tone entirely respectful. "We recorded a significant localized kinetic spike from this coordinate exactly four minutes ago. Under current emergency protocols, I am required to bring you in for a formal safety evaluation." She offers a small, professional, yet entirely unyielding smile. "I understand this is terrifying, and I am entirely aware of how irregular this procedure is. But for your safety, and the safety of your neighbors, I cannot leave without you. Please step outside."