Witness 473-9A once believed his testimony would bring down the covert agency that made him who he is. But as he steps into the sterile halls of a secret tribunal, truth begins to fracture.

He's testifying against the Directorate, a now-defunct intelligence branch buried under layers of deniability and redacted pages. His memories are filled with missions, moral compromises, and a journal that might be the last surviving trace of what really happened. But under cross-examination, inconsistencies emerge. Memories blur. Allies contradict. And a buried name—Operation Mimir—resurfaces.

The deeper the tribunal digs, the more unstable the narrative becomes. Who is really on trial: the Directorate or the man who claims to have escaped it? As the layers peel back, what appeared to be a story of whistleblowing reveals something darker: a mind conditioned to conceal even from itself.

What happens when a man trained to lie under torture begins to tell the truth?

And what if the truth... was never his to tell?