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Chap 38: Lab Seven Breach (2)
Author: Nightingale
last update2025-07-24 19:05:18

Lab Seven’s interior wasn’t architecture—it was alive, and it hated them. The moment the Spire’s entrance sealed, the air transformed into a thick, viscous brine that glowed with sickly bioluminescence. Walls pulsed with encrusted coral formations that throbbed like exposed hearts, emitting low-frequency hums that vibrated in their teeth and bones. Stalactites of razor-sharp chitin dripped acidic mucus that sizzled where it struck the spongy, organic floor. The ruins of the Opera House were unrecognizable, swallowed whole by this biomechanical cancer—vaulted ceilings now arched with rib-like coral supports, grand staircases transformed into spiraling ramps of porous bone-stuff that wept viscous fluid smelling of iodine and decay.

LAB SEVEN INTERIOR STATUS

ENVIRONMENT: VOID-SATURATED BRINE (CORROSIVE)

PSYCHIC FIELD STRENGTH: CRITICAL (HIVEMIND ASSAULT IMMINENT)

RESONANCE SHELTER REQUIRED: CONTINUOUS ACTIVATION

"Stay close!" Anya shouted, her fungal graft pulsing erratically a
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