The lab hummed with a low, metallic resonance, like a heartbeat trapped inside a steel vault. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she pressed a trembling hand against the reinforced glass. Beyond it, the subject pulsed—no,…
The air in the sublevel chamber tasted metallic, like rusted nails and static. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she pressed a palm against the steel door. Beyond it, the Resonance Core hummed—a low, thrumming sound…
Dr. Elara Voss pressed her palm against the cold steel door, feeling the faint hum of machinery beneath her fingertips. The air in the sublevel lab smelled metallic, like rusted gears and static electricity. She had been here for three…
The air in the underground facility tasted like iron and static, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Dr. Elara Voss’s throat. She adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material creaking as she stepped over a tangle of exposed…
The air in the underground chamber stank of ozone and rust. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her breath fogging the visor of her suit. The vault door behind her hummed with a low, mechanical growl, its surface etched with…
The first time Dr. Elara Voss stepped into the sublevel facility, the air tasted metallic, like rusted iron and static. Her boots echoed against the concrete floor, a sound that felt too loud for a place designed to keep secrets.…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she leaned over the containment unit. The room hummed with the low whir of cooling systems, a sound that had become as familiar as her own breath. Before her, the…
The air inside the facility hummed with a low, electric charge, like the moment before a storm. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material creaking as she stepped into the containment chamber. The glass walls shimmered under the…
Dr. Elara Voss pressed her palm to the glass, feeling a hum beneath her skin. The chamber’s cold air bit through her lab coat, but the vibration in the floorboards kept her rooted. Inside the containment unit, the artifact pulsed—a…
The air smelled of rust and static when Dr. Elara Voss stepped into the sublevel bunker. Her boots echoed against the steel floor, a sound that felt too loud for the silence surrounding her. The door sealed behind her with…
The air in Blackthorn Research Facility crackled with static, a low hum vibrating through the steel walls. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material clinging to her palms as she stared at the subject on the table. Kael.…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the gloves on her hands, the latex creaking like dry skin. The chamber hummed, a low vibration that thrummed in her molars. Outside the reinforced glass, the desert stretched in all directions—endless dunes of ochre and…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted the spectrometer, her gloved fingers brushing the cold metal surface. The lab hummed with the low thrum of machinery, a sound so constant it had faded into the background of her thoughts. She glanced at the…
The air in Sector 7-B hummed like a trapped wasp, its frequency vibrating through the steel floorboards and into Elara Voss’s boots. She adjusted the collar of her lab coat, fingers brushing against the cold metal of the containment unit’s…
The air in the subterranean lab tasted metallic, like rusted steel and static. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, fingers brushing against the cold, polished surface of the containment unit. Inside, the orb pulsed—softly at first, then with a rhythm…