2025-01-21 00:40:59The Riverstone Facility loomed in front of Alex and Marcus, its once-pristine walls now marred by neglect and age. The iron gates creaked as the wind moved through them, and the overgrown weeds that snaked around the perimeter gave the impression that nature was slowly reclaiming the site. Despite the unsettling quiet, Alex could feel the weight of something far more dangerous here, something that had been hidden beneath the surface for far too long. And tonight, they were here to uncover it.
Alex had always imagined places like Riverstone in books—forgotten, abandoned, with only the echoes of the past still lingering. But being here, in the thick of it, felt different. There was a palpable tension, a feeling of being watched that settled into their bones. Every shadow seemed to move, every sound amplified, but they couldn’t afford to stop. Julian had been here, and the truth Julian had uncovered was buried somewhere within these crumbling walls.
Marcus, always the more pragmatic of the two, moved swiftly, his steps quiet and deliberate. He led the way, his confidence unwavering. Alex, on the other hand, felt every nerve in their body on high alert, but they pushed the fear down. They had no choice. They had to move forward.
As they passed through the rusted gate and approached the rear entrance of the facility, Alex couldn’t help but notice how at ease Marcus seemed. His movements were too practiced, too fluid. The way he twisted the lock on the back door and stepped inside without hesitation—it all screamed familiarity. Alex couldn’t shake the feeling that Marcus knew this place far better than he was letting on.
“Come on,” Marcus whispered as he gestured for Alex to follow him through the door. “Let’s get in and out quickly.”
Alex didn’t question him, but the nagging feeling gnawed at them. Something wasn’t right. But now was not the time for doubts. They needed to find the evidence and get out before they drew attention to themselves.
The interior of Riverstone was even more desolate than the outside. The air was thick with dust, the kind that hung in the corners like a forgotten memory. Empty offices and hallways lined with old furniture greeted them as they moved deeper into the facility. But there was something unsettling about it—everything was too still, too silent. It was as if the building itself was waiting for them.
“This is where it all went down,” Marcus said quietly as they moved through the narrow hallways. “You’re about to see what Julian was really uncovering.”
Alex didn’t respond, their thoughts still on the papers they had found back at the library. The documents had been chilling, filled with clinical data and ethical violations. But something didn’t add up. The scope of the experiments and the people involved—it was all too vast, too carefully orchestrated for one man like Julian to have stumbled upon by accident. No, Julian had been targeted. Someone didn’t want him to uncover the truth.
They made their way through the darkened facility until they reached the back laboratory. The door creaked loudly as Marcus pushed it open, and they stepped into a room that felt almost frozen in time. Unlike the rest of the facility, the lab was surprisingly well-preserved. The tables were cluttered with old equipment and half-empty beakers, while files were neatly stacked on the countertops, as if someone had walked out just yesterday and forgotten to return.
“This is it,” Marcus said, his voice soft but laden with meaning. “The real story is here.”
Alex moved forward, their heart racing as they sifted through the documents. There were research papers, clinical trial reports, and outdated medical records—all pointing back to Neurona, the experimental drug Julian had been researching. But as Alex flipped through the pages, something else caught their eye—a list of names. Missing persons. The names of people who had disappeared over the years, their records marked with red crosses, as if they were nothing more than statistics to be erased.
“These people—” Alex breathed, their fingers trembling as they scanned the page. “They were part of the trials. And the results—they’re all falsified. Some of them died, others were left with permanent side effects…”
Marcus moved to stand next to Alex, his eyes scanning the papers with a cool detachment. “They were testing Neuronaon people—people who never gave consent. And when it went wrong, they covered it up. The people behind this didn’t just violate ethics—they violated lives.”
Alex clenched their fists, their mind racing. This was bigger than they had thought. Julian had stumbled upon a conspiracy so vast that it spanned years, involving countless innocent lives. And now they were sitting on the evidence—evidence that could bring down an entire network of powerful players.
Before Alex could say anything more, they heard footsteps in the hallway. The sound of boots clicking against the cold tile echoed through the corridors, getting closer. Alex froze, the adrenaline surging through their body. Someone was coming.
Marcus’s eyes widened slightly, but he was quick to react. “Hide,” he whispered urgently, pulling Alex behind a filing cabinet just as the door to the lab opened with a slow, deliberate creak.
Alex’s heart hammered in their chest as they crouched, barely breathing. The shadows seemed to stretch, enveloping them in a thick cloak of tension. The footsteps grew louder, closer. Alex could make out the low voices of men talking just outside the room.
“Stay quiet,” Marcus murmured, his hand resting lightly on Alex’s arm.
The door to the lab swung open, and a figure stepped inside, scanning the room. Alex’s pulse quickened as they held their breath, willing their body to stay still.
The figure took a few cautious steps forward before pausing, his gaze narrowing. “I know you’re in here,” he muttered. “There’s no use hiding.”
In one fluid motion, the man lunged toward the filing cabinet where Alex and Marcus were hiding. Marcus reacted instantly, grabbing the man’s wrist and twisting it, forcing him to the ground with a swift move.
But the other two men, armed and ready, appeared in the doorway. A gunshot rang out, narrowly missing Marcus. The air exploded into chaos. Alex stumbled backward, papers still clutched to their chest, as Marcus took down one of the men with a swift punch.
“Go!” Marcus shouted, pulling Alex toward the back door. But as they raced toward the exit, a sharp pain exploded in Alex’s side. They gasped, feeling a rush of blood as their breath caught in their throat.
“Are you alright?” Marcus shouted, but there was no time to respond. They had to get out. The sound of reinforcements was already echoing through the building.
With the adrenaline pumping through their veins, Alex managed to keep up as they sprinted outside, narrowly avoiding another bullet aimed at them. The cool night air hit them like a slap, and Marcus didn’t stop running until they reached a rusty truck parked behind the facility.
Without a word, Marcus jumped into the driver’s seat, starting the engine with practiced ease. Alex slid into the passenger seat, heart pounding in their chest. The truck roared to life, and Marcus sped off into the night.
As the Riverstone Facility faded into the distance, Alex’s mind raced. They had survived the ambush, but at what cost? The evidence they had gathered—the truth about Neurona—was still in their hands. But their victory felt hollow. Something was wrong. The entire encounter had been too calculated.
And there was one thing Alex couldn’t shake: Marcus had known what to expect. Too much, too soon.
“Marcus…” Alex began, their voice low. “You knew this was going to happen, didn’t you?”
Marcus’s gaze flicked to the rearview mirror before meeting Alex’s eyes. His expression was unreadable.
“Not everything,” he said, his voice steady. “But some things... I’ve been in situations like this before. I knew we couldn’t just walk in here and expect no resistance.”
Alex’s gut twisted. The questions swirling in their mind now had answers—but the answers were only raising more questions. What was Marcus hiding? How deep was his involvement in this dangerous game? They didn’t have the luxury of trusting anyone anymore, not even him.
As the truck sped down the road, Alex couldn’t help but wonder if they were running from more than just the men at Riverstone. Maybe they were running from the truth itself.
One thing was certain: they were deep in this now, and there was no turning back.
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