𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋
"That's our cue," Caius said, already moving. "Zayne, Cyrus, with me. Kaleb will rendezvous once he's finished demolishing the structural supports and snatches the fragment of the core."
They disappeared down the right corridor, and I was left alone with Aurora in the gathering chaos.
The thundering started almost immediately.
Dozens of footsteps, running boots, shouted orders, and the screech of gurneys being wheeled at breakneck speed. Through the red-lit haze, I saw guards in full tactical gear flanking scientists who pushed transport beds, each one carrying a restrained figure.
The subjects.
I pressed back against the wall, Aurora's weight warm against my shoulder, and counted. Twelve beds passed. Twenty. Thirty. More kept coming, a never-ending stream of bodies being funneled toward the vault.
Aurora's hand tightened on my suit, and I felt her heartbeat quicken against my back.
"I know," I murmured. "Soon."
