
The Luminous Core
The air in the Nevada desert was thick with static, as if the sky itself held its breath. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material crackling against her skin, and stepped into the sterile glow of the containment…
The air in the Nevada desert was thick with static, as if the sky itself held its breath. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material crackling against her skin, and stepped into the sterile glow of the containment…
The air in the sublevel corridor hummed with the low thrum of machinery, a sound so constant it had faded into the background of Dr. Elara Voss’s thoughts. She kept her head down, boots clicking against the steel floor as…
The air inside Aegis Research Station tasted metallic, like rusted wires and static. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, fingers brushing against the cold steel of the containment unit. Inside, the subject pulsed—a faint, blue light beneath its translucent skin, shifting…
The air in the underground facility hummed with a low, electric tension, like the moment before a storm. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material stiff against her palms as she stepped into the observation chamber. The glass…
The air in the underground facility hummed with a low, mechanical whir, like a heartbeat trapped beneath the earth. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material crackling as she stepped into the sterile glow of the observation chamber.…
The air in the lab tasted like ozone and static, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Dr. Elara Voss’s throat. She adjusted the headset, its cold plastic pressing against her temples, and stared at the screen. The…
The air smelled of rust and static as Elara Voss stepped off the hovercraft, her boots crunching on frozen gravel. The facility loomed ahead, a skeletal structure of steel and glass half-buried in the tundra. She hadn’t set foot here…
The air in the sublevel lab reeked of ozone and burnt copper, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Lena’s throat. She adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material creaking as she leaned over the containment unit. Inside, the…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the rubber cracking slightly as she reached for the control panel. The room hummed with the low thrum of machinery, a sound that had become as familiar as her own heartbeat. Before her, the…
The air in the sublevel bunker tasted like rust and static, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Dr. Elara Voss’s throat. She adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she stepped into the observation chamber. The subject—Project…
The air inside the underground facility hummed with a low, metallic resonance, like the breath of a dormant beast. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her fingers brushing against the cold steel of the containment chamber’s exterior. The light from…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the dial on the cylindrical device, its surface etched with intricate patterns that seemed to shift when viewed from different angles. The lab’s fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the steel worktables. She…
The air in the facility hummed with a low, metallic resonance, like a heartbeat trapped beneath concrete. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she stepped into the observation chamber. Across the glass, Subject 17 sat motionless,…
The lab hummed like a trapped insect, its fluorescent lights flickering in sync with the rhythmic beeping of machines. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the neural interface strapped to her temples, the cold metal biting into her skin. Across the glass…
The first time Dr. Elara Voss touched the crystal, it pulsed like a heartbeat beneath her fingertips. She had spent three years in the subterranean facility, isolated from the world above, but nothing prepared her for this: a jagged shard…