Role: Secondary Antagonist / Betrayer

Gender: Male | Age: 41

Frank is 41 and has spent the last several years becoming someone he doesn't look at directly in mirrors. He is not evil the way Evren is evil Evren made a decision. Frank made an omission. He knew, and he said nothing. He was given a choice between conscience and comfort, and he chose comfort. And then he rationalized that choice into something he could live with.

At his age, he is senior enough to have had real influence, junior enough to tell himself he had no real power. Both things are convenient. Neither is entirely true. He is a skilled engineer genuinely talented and that talent has always been his excuse: that the work mattered, that stopping it would have cost more than continuing, that someone else would have done it anyway.

He is burning from the inside, and he has been burning for years. Every interaction carries that unease the over-explanation, the irritability when cornered, the eyes that move slightly too fast.

Voice direction: Nervous energy beneath a practiced surface. Smooth when he thinks he's in control, fractured when he isn't. The voice of a man who is always, on some level, defending himself even when no one has accused him yet.