Left on their own, the doctors prioritized their tasks to contribute. Akyl sat by the entrance of the cave-in to act as the first watch. She told Dr. Munar to update his journal since he had no time to do it previously.Knowing her statement about the journal should still be observed and written, he agreed to it despite his hesitation to leave her there. Looking back to Beers and then to Akyl, he went to Beers hoping he could assess his physical symptoms of the fever.The skin is still red or, at least, a level shade darker. Beers pulse raced in a consistent 150 BPM, Dr. Munar checked thrice if the count he made was the correct one, but it fluctuated between 120 to 167. There’s nothing to keep him from checking anything further, but if this pulse is the kind where an infected person is at rest. What more when they’re active?Beers pupils don’t react to near or far bright lights, and any other way to see the state of his vision meant the cloudin

“Then I would like a request that the torso of the dead Primers we have been brought to the warehouse. It’s only part of what I thought it could be, but I want to see for myself if the Primer’s here in C-city has many similarities with those from A-city.” She replied. Any trace of hesitation never showed, only an intent. “Seeing the difference in size and structure for the Primer’s from A-city must mean something. The truth we already know they came from humans cannot erase the horror of their unknown. Their corpses can tell us more than what’s under our eyes.“You may not think me of anything after barely stressing myself unconscious, but I don’t condone criticizing someone just because they diminish themselves when they break down. But, I’ve given my time and thought into the Good Will. If you think I’m going to be a burden, you might as well get yourselves a new person to handle greater fascination for a cor

The three ate pizza in the remaining hours before lunch, the titular brunch. Fit for Prof. Tenorio’s confused stomach as his memory of the time he had breakfast felt ages ago, enough to make him feel hunger. Much of Eldric and Min-Ain’s conversation continued over regarding the bias between considering anti-hero-looking races in a Table Top Role Playing Game versus the stereotype ones. There is little to contribute to the topic for Prof. Tenorio besides tested bias because nothing beats personal preferences beyond objective taste.After pizza and a moment of calm discussions about the difference in console perks, Min-Ain introduced himself as simply as he could without looking awkward to the two senior members of the company. In turn, Prof. Tenorio and Eldric acquainted themselves with him like their conversations did not stop after the boy mentioned he preferred PC gaming.Their introductions were short and simple, which gave Min-Ain a bit of confidence in

Once the last man neared the doors of the room, the Primer moved from its place. Crooked movements, swift and sturdy in posture, alert the armed personnel that they all halt in cadence to aim their guns, pausing in anticipation. The people on the observation deck watched in silent excitement if the Primer would do anything. Only it stood from the coffin and sat beside it, like a willing dog staying in its place waiting for orders from an owner nobody knows where.Counting down to two minutes again, the guards held their breaths before Reina decided to signal them to retreat for the meantime. As if sure of it, Reina could tell the creature would stay in its place longer than any of them could hold patience.Instead, it looked around like it had eyes in awe of the visage they were taking in. From the movement of its tail to the wave of its head, they await any reaction that could note as unique or different from the records, enough to compare them. Minutes turned, and al

Chapter 16  Sloshing, shifting red to orange, liquid in the lava lamp produces a special kind of eccentricity in the lab office. The ambiance in the darkroom becomes something like a neon steampunk-themed lightroom as it lost its purpose with the mixing glow beyond the dimness. On a table in the corner are several blood infusion chambers with needles that are all badly bent or ruined.They’re all A-grade equipment provided, insisted, by the **** company. None of them are disposable types. More, like the ones you’d see in a science fiction movie about monsters and patching bodies, all metallic and stainless.They are for several chemical transfusion tests, administered to the captive Primer aptly named Test Subject. A decision the staff made because their imagination and flair flew out the window. Much easier to remember, even after shortening it to TeSu.There was never a dull moment upon its arrival since yesterday,