She tapped the glass. "Hey. You okay?"
Elena’s training screamed at her. Contaminant. Contain it. She stepped forward, her hand shaking as she reached for the heavy door. The heartbeat grew louder, faster. It wasn’t coming from the machine anymore. It was coming from inside her own chest , syncing with the rhythm of the dark. steris na340
Her fingers touched the warm metal of the door. She tapped the glass
No light spilled out. The chamber was supposed to be illuminated by a soft blue glow. Instead, it was absolute, swallowing darkness. And the smell. Not of sterile plastic or hydrogen peroxide residue. It was iron. Copper. Fresh blood. it was absolute