Congratulations for what? He had indeed coveted that badge once, but now he didn't even reach out to touch it.

Instead, Phil toyed with the badge in his palm for a moment before solemnly pinning it to Philip's chest.

Suddenly, Philip felt like he was suffocating; his heart weighed down as if something was trying to burst out of its cage.

He took a deep breath, glanced down at the badge on his chest, and swatted Phil's hand away. Phil shot him a wary look, then

stood up and headed towards the door.

After the door closed, Philip felt a wave of irritation engulf him, a kind of restlessness he couldn't put into words.

He took another deep breath, pulled out a cigarette from aside and lit it, just as a roar erupted from outside. It was like the roar of

a beast.

He flicked the ash, got up and walked to the hallway to investigate. The hallway was in chaos. Subject 8 had been released, and

gunshots filled the air.

Apart from the gunfire, a white mist was rising, spreading rapidly and soon the space was shrouded in a foggy haze.

The researchers in the hallway panicked, curling up in corners, fearing they would becthe target of the lethal weapon. He had

a particular disdain for researchers; at least ten had perished under its wrath.

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Sbegan desperately trying to run elsewhere, but every direction was more chaotic than the last.

to flee with the crowd,

the hell

a code lock, but this weapon was unstoppable - it simply smashed

an untamed

instinctively moved closer to Subject 8. Walter was shoved back a few steps by

especially someone who looked

"Bang bang bang!"

through countless locks, causing sparks as wires short-circuited, and soon a

him

"Cover your nose."

"What's this?"

strapped a mask

lan's pocket was stuffed with more masks, all with a peculiar scent - they had clearly

solution.

instructions from the previous night, Walter quickly made

from Sarah and how to compress them into gas.

which would soon spread throughout

worried that the vents didn't reach the higher-ups' location and the plan

they were all in North America, there

compressed gas was a hallucinogenic drug that made people see

with screams and

"Walter, follow me."

led to the beast pens, where

discipline anyone

call it discipline was a euphemism; it was more like feeding the disobedient to the beasts. There were

pens, always kept in a state

massive gate and used one of the already

gate swung open. Walter's eyes narrowed violently at the sight of the roaring

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