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After confirming a few connection points and their approximate locations, he headed back.

He took a shower in the bathroom and upon opening the cupboard, was surprised to find a couple of sets of brand new hazmat

suits.

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The door was bolted, but she surely had a key, didn’t she? He lay on the bed, eyes closed, resting.

The next morning, he donned a hazmat suit, strapped on goggles, and left his room.

Sarah was already at the lab bench, arranging various reagents. Without inflection, she slid a tray toward him, “Take these outside

to the personnel of Specimen 8.”

lan nodded and took the tray. It held about a dozen test tubes, each filled with colorful liquids.

A thick door separated the core laboratory from the outside. It could be opened from the inside, but anyone wishing to enter from

the outside had to ring the video inteand wait for Sarah’s permission.

lan opened the door and walked over a hundred meters to the central hall. This was the splace he had seen the night before,

with glass test chambers numbered accordingly. He located Chamber 8 and set the tray down beside it.

Looking up, he noticed the boy from before was inside Chamber 8, lying still just as he had been last night. From his vantage point

hadn't seen

researchers sighed in relief upon seeing

the sedatives. Turn them

goes berserk, we'll all

test tube into a machine, and the boy in the glass

couldn’t shake the feeling that for a moment, their gazes had met. Like the night before,

he were staring at

losing it

prepared for the worst. His calm

looks and approached the

down, suddenly stood

him. They had seen him tear a

viewed through ordinary eyes.

lan watched, and then felt a tap

from? Why don’t you

researcher in the hall had a badge pinned to their chest,

toward the core lab, “I'm

saw Philip approaching in the distance, with a woman by his side. Philip seemed deferential to her, but the

giving him

was on the verge of disappearing. He had asked Phil last night if he had

explaining that his refusal had

now, as expected, the mentor was

on what he was thinking, only feeling he was caught between embarrassment and

favored him because of a fancy for Phil? How young was he back then?

clenched at his side.