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2025-01-31 22:21:09The scream still echoed through the corridor, vibrating through Fiona’s bones.
Bella. Alive. Somewhere deeper inside this nightmare. The lights flickered once—then died completely, plunging them into absolute darkness. Fiona’s breath came fast. The cold air pressed against her skin, thick and suffocating. The only sound was the hum of distant machinery and the faint static of the speakers. Then—footsteps. Slow. Deliberate. Not theirs. Someone else was here. Darwin’s voice was tight. “Everyone, lights on. Now.” A second later, flashlights clicked on, cutting through the void. The beams bounced off the steel walls, sending jagged shadows stretching down the hallway. Fiona swung her light toward the open doorway ahead, her heart hammering. The scream had come from there. “We move now,” she said. Marcus exhaled sharply. “Or we turn around and pretend we never saw any of this.” Thalassa smirked. “Not how this works, genius.” A soft chuckle crackled through the overhead speakers. The voice. Still watching. Still waiting. “Such persistence.” Fiona’s blood ran cold. The voice wasn’t just taunting them anymore. It sounded closer. Almost as if… It wasn’t coming from the speakers at all. It was in the room with them. Her grip on her gun tightened. “Move,” she ordered. And they did. --- The Descent Into Madness The corridor stretched ahead, a tunnel of metal and shadow. The walls were lined with glass observation windows, smeared with age and something darker. Beyond them—cells. Rows of them. Some empty. Others... not. Fiona stopped at one, shining her flashlight through the grimy glass. The figure inside was slumped forward, arms hanging limply. Then—it moved. A slow, unnatural jerk of the head. Fiona’s pulse jumped as the figure’s face lifted into the light. A hollow smile. Its mouth stretched wide—too wide. The lips peeled back, exposing something that wasn’t teeth. Her stomach twisted. What the hell were they experimenting on here? Darwin touched her shoulder. “Don’t look.” She forced herself to step away. The further they walked, the worse it became. Some cells had scratches on the walls, deep and frantic. Others had dried blood smeared across the floors, as if something had been dragged away. One door was barely hanging on its hinges. The label was faded, but Fiona could still make it out: SUBJECT 12 – ESCAPED She swallowed hard. Marcus exhaled sharply. “Yeah. That’s not terrifying at all.” A metallic creak echoed from ahead. A door swinging open. Something waiting. They moved forward. Every step felt heavier. A slow, rhythmic beep sounded in the distance. Faint but steady. A heartbeat monitor. The corridor ended at a reinforced door, slightly ajar. Fiona nudged it open. Inside— Bella. Not restrained this time. Standing. Waiting. Her dark eyes locked onto Fiona’s. Calm. Cold. Smiling. Fiona lifted her gun. “Bella—” Bella tilted her head. “You’re too late.” Fiona’s stomach twisted. “Too late for what?” Bella’s smile widened. “To stop what’s already begun.” Before Fiona could react, the door slammed shut behind them. A sharp hiss filled the air. Gas. Her vision blurred. Her knees buckled. The last thing she saw before the darkness swallowed her— Bella stepping forward. And whispering— “Sweet dreams, Fiona.” --- The Awakening When Fiona’s eyes opened, the world was wrong. Not the dark, cold corridors of the facility. But somewhere else. White walls. Bright lights. A hospital? No. A lab. She tried to move—but couldn’t. Her wrists were strapped down. A sharp sting ran through her arm—an IV. Panic clawed at her chest. Then—a voice. “You’re awake.” Bella. Fiona turned her head, vision still foggy. Bella sat beside her, watching. “You should rest,” Bella said. “It’s almost time.” Fiona swallowed. “Time for what?” Bella leaned closer. “For the truth.” Fiona struggled against the restraints. “Let me go.” Bella chuckled. “Why? You came all this way for answers, didn’t you?” She reached for a folder sitting beside her. Opened it. Inside—photos. Fiona’s breath caught. They weren’t just crime scene photos. They were hers. Images of her entire life—from childhood, her time in law enforcement, even moments she’d never remembered being photographed. Her blood ran cold. “What is this?” she whispered. Bella flipped to another page. Medical files. Lab results. Fiona’s name at the top. “You still don’t get it, do you?” Bella murmured. Fiona clenched her jaw. “Get what?” Bella met her gaze. “You were never the hunter, Fiona.” She smiled. “You were the experiment.” Fiona’s pulse pounded in her ears. No. No, that wasn’t possible. She forced herself to focus, scanning the pages. Dates. The tests had been running for years. Her bloodwork—altered. Her DNA—modified. She felt sick. This wasn’t just about Bella. It was about her. Her entire existence had been engineered. Her breath turned shallow. No. There had to be a way out. She forced her wrists to twist in the restraints, skin burning against the leather. Bella noticed. “Tsk, tsk,” she murmured. “There’s no escape, Fiona. You should know that by now.” Fiona clenched her jaw. Bella leaned closer, lowering her voice. “But if it helps… I wasn’t lying when I said I cared about you.” Fiona’s vision blurred with rage. “You—” Bella pressed a hand to her chest, gentle. “You’ll understand soon,” she whispered. Then—darkness. A needle piercing her skin. A final whisper— “Sleep tight, sister.” Fiona’s world vanished.Related chapters
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