Selene's breathing slowed as the surge of adrenaline drained from her body.
Her father lay crumpled on the floor behind her, groaning faintly as he reached toward her with one trembling hand.
"Selene…" he rasped. "Wait—"
She didn't look back.
"You'll have to figure something out for yourself."
She said coldly.
And then she ran.
The hallway was filled with smoke and flickering lights.
Alarms screamed through the crumbling facility as fires tore through the walls and ceilings.
Selene felt heat lick at her back, but she didn't slow down. Her legs carried her forward with a single goal in mind—escape.
She turned a corner and almost ran straight into a group of monsters.
They growled and howled, their mutated forms twisted and violent.
Selene braced herself for the attack—but it never came.
The creatures glanced in her direction, barely pausing before rushing past her and toward the screams further down the hall.
Selene stared after them in confusion.
