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27. The Sniper's Weapon
The narrow, zinc-lined space reeked of rust and rat droppings. Half a centimeter of dust coated its walls, kicking up into the air every time Bianca dragged her stomach forward.The girl who had once been the most obsessed with skincare and cleanliness on campus was now crawling like a lizard through the main ventilation system of Sector Nine. Her face was smeared with soot. Her elbows and knees were scraped and bleeding from scraping against the sharp screws protruding from the zinc joints."Damn you, Niel. My standard of living has dropped drastically because of you," Bianca whispered to herself, trying to distract from the panic suffocating her chest.She had been crawling for almost an hour since leaving the laundry room in the West Sector. Earlier, before she entered this zinc labyrinth, she and Chania had devised a reckless plan. Chania was tasked with stealing a cleaning nurse's uniform and finding Daniel. Bianca was assigned to find something that could blow a hole in a person
26. A Deadly Negotiation
Vincent's arm swung downward with full force. The polycarbonate glass vial plummeted through the air, hurtling toward the harsh steel floor of the container. Xavier squeezed his eyes shut tightly, while Vincent's two armed guards instinctively turned their faces away.However, instead of the sound of shattering glass and a panicked explosion, an incredibly cold, condescending laugh pierced the tension."Hahahaha."Vincent's swinging arm halted unnaturally, stopping a mere two inches above the floor. The sociopath furrowed his brow, staring at Daniel with an expression of confusion mixed with boiling anger.Daniel was not on his knees begging. He was not trembling. Instead, the Warlord laughed softly. It was a dry, humorless laugh that radiated an arrogance cutting straight to the bone."What are you laughing at, cripple?" Vincent hissed. A vein bulged in his neck. The muzzle of the gun in his left hand pressed even harder against Daniel's chest."I am laughing at how incredibly stupid
25. Rumors of the Catalyst
Twelve hours.For twelve full hours, Daniel and Xavier were forced to shovel grayish-white ash from the floor of an incinerator that glowed a hellish red. The ash was light, fluttering into the air with every swing of their rusted shovels. It found its way into their nostrils and coated their lungs with a nauseating, bitter taste. This ash was all that remained of hundreds of humans, or mutants, deemed useless by Sector Nine.Xavier coughed violently and dropped his shovel onto the concrete floor. He leaned against the hangar wall, sliding down until he collapsed. His breath came in ragged gasps that sounded like a broken whistle. His skin was caked in soot and drenched in sweat."I... I can’t do this anymore, Daniel," Xavier groaned quietly, his eyes fluttering shut. His sprained ankle had swollen to the size of a tennis ball. "My hands are raw. If they want to kill me, tell them to just shoot me now. I’m exhausted."Daniel kept shoveling with his left hand. His movements were slow an
24. Secrets in the Women's Barracks
Thick steam mixed with the stench of carbolic acid and putrid blood hung heavy in the air, stinging the nostrils until the lungs felt as if they were on fire.Deep underground in the Western Sector, the laundry and sterilization facility of Sector Nine resembled a medieval labor camp more than a modern military base. Dozens of women in tattered uniforms were forced to stand for hours before massive concrete vats, scrubbing military fatigues stiff with black bloodstains, mud, and shards of dried flesh.Chania wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of a hand blistered from hours of soaking in cheap disinfectant. Her long hair hung in a tangled mess, sticking to her neck and her pale face. Her favorite maroon hair tie was gone. Vincent had snatched it an hour ago during his inspection. The sociopath had pulled it right from her head just to flaunt his power, right before threatening to visit her later tonight.The memory of Vincent’s threat and the image of Daniel’s battered face
23. The Commander's Lapdog
The agonizing, throbbing pain radiating from the brutal rifle butt strike to Daniel's stomach pulsed exactly in sync with his racing heartbeat. The fresh, thick blood dripping steadily from his chin felt warm and highly metallic, serving as a stark, sickening contrast to the freezing, bone-chilling concrete floor of Sector Nine.High above them on the glass-floored administrative balcony, Vincent exhaled a thick cloud of cigar smoke, posturing exactly like an arrogant Roman emperor staring down at a defeated, pathetic gladiator. That undeniable, sociopathic smirk actively tore to shreds whatever tiny, fragile remnants of hope Daniel had just managed to slowly rebuild."Get up, garbage! Move!"A heavily armed soldier viciously kicked Daniel directly in the kidney from behind. Daniel coughed violently, sending another thick spray of blood splattering across the concrete. He aggressively bit his lip, desperately fighting to swallow the groan of pure agony that nearly slipped from his thr
22. Forced Separation
The deafening echo of the gunshot that had just executed the old man still rang relentlessly in their ears, ringing infinitely louder than the heavy rumble of the military transport truck’s diesel engine.Inside the dark, violently rocking bed of the truck, not a single survivor dared to make a sound. Even the desperate sounds of crying and sobbing were forcefully swallowed back down. Xavier sat hugging his knees tightly to his chest, his face as pale as a fresh corpse, his eyes staring completely blankly at the cold steel floor of the truck. Bianca held firmly onto Kimberly’s hand, which had absolutely not stopped trembling since they were thrown inside.Daniel sat leaning rigidly into the darkest corner. His breaths were incredibly shallow and highly calculated. Beneath the thick, bloody bandages completely wrapping his right shoulder and armpit, the hard polycarbonate glass vial containing the deadly Strain Zero specimen felt exactly like a solid block of ice aggressively pressing
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