Chapter 30
- The research notes lay scattered on the floor of the pump room.
- I stared at the pages, at the clinical descriptions of torture and failure, and a cold, hard knot of rage formed in my gut. The System’s mission burned in my vision: Destroy the Fungal Farm. Retrieve the Research.
- “We have to go back,” I said, my voice a low growl that cut through the quiet hum of the machinery.