Nestled into a corner of Leviathon, directly under the Orwellian eye of The World Union and its UAC agents. The bar is modeled in the style of a classic speakeasy--a place for people to sneak away from their lives and spend an evening surrounded by dark velvet and a smoky haze, listening to jazz or drinking their worries away. However, this is just an illusion for the outside world, a way to keep eyes off The Basement and its proprietor, Echo Ramir. In reality, The Basement hides a number of dark secrets--dangerous secrets for the people who manage and work within its walls.