Chapter 223
- The last puppet-scientist, the one in the security uniform clattered to the floor in a heap of dry bones and severed wires.
- Silence slammed back into the Warden's room. A heavy, suffocating silence, broken only by the sound of our own ragged, desperate breaths.
- "What... what now?" Ash’s voice was hoarse. He was leaning against a console, a deep, bloody gash over his eye.