Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
As Blake stared into the room, the sound continued echoing through the hallway with an almost impossibly slow and constant rhythm.
He straighted up before he even realized he had done so.
And then, again, his entire body locked up. He simply stood there, unable to even raise a hand to cover his mouth.
'What is that?'
There was something enormous hanging suspended inside the room.
At least, he assumed it was hanging. It was difficult to tell where its body began and ended, or it was even a full body.
Thick restraints disappeared beneath overlapping layers of flesh, while a massive automated cutting arm repeatedly descended over the same section of its body.
THUNK.
The blade sliced cleanly through it.
A thick liquid immediately spilled from the wound, flowing into transparent channels beneath the platform.
It wasn't red.
