Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The deafening blare of alarms shattered the silence.

Beydia bolted upright from her bed, her body drenched in cold sweat.

Her vision was blurred, her thoughts sluggish—but as her surroundings came into focus, she felt her blood run ice-cold.

This place…

This room.

A place she had sworn she would never return to.

A place she thought had vanished along with the fall of the Empire.

A cursed place.

Am I dreaming?

Beydia hesitantly pinched her own cheek.

A sharp sting.@@novelbin@@

The pain was real.

This wasn’t a dream.

This wasn’t an illusion.

This was—

“Bang!”

The door to her small, filthy room was kicked open.

A looming figure cast a shadow over her.

"Subject 485. Why are you still in bed?"

A sharp voice—authoritative, vile.

A man with cold, piercing eyes stared down at her.

Beydia's breath caught in her throat.

This bastard—

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