
The Hollowed Axis
Kael Vey awoke to the scent of antiseptic and the hum of machinery, his fingers brushing against a cold metal table. The sterile air tasted metallic, like blood and rust. He sat up, his pulse a frantic drumbeat in his…
Brutal Experimentations, Unexpected Content
Kael Vey awoke to the scent of antiseptic and the hum of machinery, his fingers brushing against a cold metal table. The sterile air tasted metallic, like blood and rust. He sat up, his pulse a frantic drumbeat in his…
Clara stepped off the bus, her boots crunching on gravel as the scent of pine and damp earth filled her lungs. The town of Black Hollow had not changed—same crooked streetlights, same rusted fence around the old mill. But the…
The air in the sublevel lab tasted metallic, like old pennies and static. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the gloves on her hands, the latex creaking as she stepped closer to the containment unit. Inside, the man—Kael—lay still, his skin a…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the scanner’s electrodes, her gloved fingers trembling as they brushed against the subject’s temple. The machine hummed, a low vibration that seemed to resonate in her bones. Across the sterile lab, Kael sat motionless, his eyes…
Mara stepped off the creaking ferry, her boots crunching on gravel as the salt-kissed wind tugged at her coat. The lighthouse loomed ahead, its skeletal frame etched against the bruised sky. She hadn’t set foot in Black Hollow since the…
The air inside the facility tasted metallic, like rusted wires and static. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she stepped into the chamber. The walls pulsed faintly, a deep violet hue that shifted when she moved,…
Dr. Elara Voss had always believed in the power of the human brain. As a neuroscientist at the forefront of cognitive enhancement, she spent years designing a neural implant capable of unlocking dormant mental faculties. The device, a sleek silver…
The city pulsed with neon and static, a labyrinth of glass and data. Mara adjusted her headset, the hum of servers thrumming in her ears. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, lines of code cascading like rain. The dashboard blinked—another…
The lab’s fluorescent lights hummed like a trapped insect, casting a pale glow over the steel tables. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her breath fogging the visor of her mask. The air smelled of antiseptic and something else—burnt ozone,…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the electrode array on Kieran’s scalp, her fingers brushing the cool metal as the lab hummed with the low thrum of machines. The air smelled of antiseptic and ozone, a metallic tang that clung to her…
The air in the abandoned observatory hummed with the static of forgotten signals, a low-frequency pulse that made the metal floor vibrate beneath Mara’s boots. She adjusted her gloves, the synthetic fibers stiff from weeks of disuse, and stepped closer…
The air inside the subterranean lab smelled of ozone and metal, a sharp tang that clung to the back of Dr. Elara Voss’s throat. She adjusted the gloves on her hands, their synthetic fibers humming faintly with residual energy from…
Dr. Elara Voss awoke to the hum of machinery, her breath shallow in the sterile air. The chamber around her was a vault of white steel, its surfaces gleaming under a cold, artificial light. Symbols pulsed along the walls—fluid, shifting…
Jordan’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, the glow of the monitor casting blue light across the cluttered desk. The co-working space hummed with the clatter of keyboards and muffled conversations, but Jordan’s mind was elsewhere—focused on the spreadsheet open on…
The first thing she noticed was the smell—metallic, sterile, and cloying, like rusted wires and antiseptic. It clung to her nostrils, sharp and unyielding, as if the air itself had been scrubbed raw. She blinked, her vision swimming, and found…