Dr. Veyra’s breath fogged the glass as she leaned closer, her gloved fingers trembling. The subject—Kael Vorn, the reclusive biologist—lay still beneath the sterile lights of the containment chamber, his skin a patchwork of shifting hues. The lab hummed with…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she pressed a finger to the glass. The room hummed with the low thrum of machinery, a sound that had become as familiar as her own breath. Outside the reinforced…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the goggles over her eyes, the sterile hum of the lab filling her ears. The subject, a man named Kael, sat across from her, his fingers twitching against the steel table. His pupils dilated as she…