Malcolm moved after the soldiers left.
The main corridor opened ahead, bright and white under the ceiling lights. The observation ward stretched along one side, glass cells lined one after another with bodies behind them. Some patients stood close to the glass. Some sat on the floor with their heads tilted toward the noise. Others turned slowly as Malcolm passed.
The radio on the table crackled behind him.
"He's in the east corridor. Support team down. Alert all interior posts."
Another voice cut in. "Lock the deeper sections."
The alarm started.
A harsh sound tore through the corridor. Red lights snapped on above the doors. Somewhere deeper in the lab, metal locks dropped into place one after another.
"Seal it! Seal it now!"
Malcolm looked ahead.
A steel door at the far end began to close over the deeper corridor.
He ran.
A soldier came from behind him, boots striking hard against the floor. "Contact! East corridor!"
