MasukAriana’s POVWe ran.Not like people escaping danger.Like people being chased by something that already owned them.The facility behind us was no longer a building—it was a collapsing organism. Steel groaned like bones breaking. Fire spread through the corridors in jagged veins. Every few seconds, explosions ripped through another section, shaking the ground beneath our feet.Dust filled my lungs instantly. My throat burned. My vision blurred between smoke and flashing emergency lights.Damien didn’t let go of my hand.Not once.Even when I stumbled.Even when my legs nearly gave out.Even when I felt like my body was slipping out of my control.“Keep moving,” he ordered sharply.His voice wasn’t cold anymore. Not distant. Not controlled.It was urgent.Human.Alive.And it was the only thing keeping me from collapsing completely.Ahead of us, Alina moved like she was born inside chaos. She didn’t hesitate. She didn’t look back. Every few seconds she fired behind her, taking down adv
Ariana’s POVThat name left my mouth before I could stop it.“…Dad?”The corridor went dead silent.Even the gunfire outside felt like it paused for half a second—like the whole facility was reacting to the word.The masked figure didn’t move.Didn’t blink.Didn’t react like a human should.Then slowly—He tilted his head.Like he was studying me.Like I was the one who was unfamiliar.Not him.⸻Damien grabbed my arm instantly.“Ariana, don’t.”His voice was tight.Controlled.But I felt it—He was shaken too.⸻Alina stepped forward sharply.“No,” she said under her breath. “That’s not possible.”Her grip tightened around her gun.For the first time—She looked uncertain.⸻Dr. Morrison’s face had gone pale.That alone told me everything.Whatever this thing was—He didn’t expect it either.⸻The masked figure took one step forward.Then another.Heavy.Measured.Each step echoed like metal hitting bone.⸻Then he stopped directly under the flickering red light.And slowly—He raise
Ariana’s POVMy blood ran cold.⸻Dr. Morrison.⸻For a second—I genuinely thought I was hallucinating.Because nothing made sense anymore.Not the facility.Not the experiments.Not the things the older man had said about me.And definitely not the sight of the doctor who had spent years telling me I was dying—Walking calmly out of smoke dressed like he belonged here.⸻“No…” I whispered.My voice shook.“You’re supposed to be—”I stopped.Because suddenly I realized something horrifying.He had never been my doctor.He had been watching me.Studying me.Monitoring me.⸻Dr. Morrison removed his gloves carefully.Too carefully.Like this was ordinary.Like we weren’t standing in the middle of collapsing chaos.Like my entire life hadn’t just shattered.⸻“Ariana,” he said quietly.His tone softened.Almost familiar.Almost kind.And somehow—That made it worse.⸻“Please,” he said, “don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”⸻Damien stepped fully in front of me.Protective.Unm
Ariana’s POVMy breath caught in my throat.⸻“…Alina?”⸻She stood motionless beneath the flickering red emergency lights, dressed entirely in black. Her dark coat brushed against the metal floor as smoke curled faintly behind her from the damaged corridor.For a moment—She didn’t look like my sister.She looked like someone else entirely.Colder.Harder.Dangerous.⸻The facility fell silent.Even the scientists looked uneasy.⸻Alina’s gaze moved across the room slowly before finally settling on me.And for the first time since she disappeared—Emotion cracked across her face.⸻“Ariana.”⸻Hearing my name in her voice almost broke me.⸻I stepped forward instinctively.⸻“Where have you been?!”⸻My voice echoed sharply through the corridor.Months of fear.Confusion.Pain.Everything burst out at once.⸻“Do you have any idea what happened after you disappeared?!”⸻Alina didn’t answer immediately.Her eyes flickered briefly toward Damien.Then Elias.Then the older man.⸻“You
Ariana’s POVThe silence that followed felt unbearable.Heavy.Sharp.Dangerous.⸻I stared at Damien.And for the first time since all of this began—He couldn’t meet my eyes immediately.⸻Fear crept slowly into my chest.Not the fear of being chased.Not the fear of dying.Something worse.The fear of betrayal.⸻“What didn’t he tell me?” I asked quietly.⸻Nobody answered.⸻The older man smiled faintly beneath the flashing red emergency lights.⸻“Oh,” he murmured. “So she truly doesn’t know.”⸻“Enough,” Damien snapped sharply.⸻But the damage was already done.⸻My pulse hammered violently as I looked between them.⸻“Damien.”⸻He finally looked at me then.And something in his expression made my stomach twist.Conflict.⸻“Ariana…”⸻“What is he talking about?”⸻Before Damien could answer, Elias spoke first.⸻“The Blackwoods funded this facility years ago.”⸻The words hit like a physical blow.⸻I stared at Damien in disbelief.⸻“No.”⸻Damien’s jaw tightened instantly.
Ariana’s POVMy entire body went cold.The voice echoed through the tunnel again, smooth and distorted, neither fully male nor female.⸻“Welcome back, Ariana.”⸻Back?The word lodged itself painfully in my chest.⸻I stared into the white light ahead, my breathing uneven as confusion twisted violently inside me.⸻“What does that mean?” I whispered.⸻No one answered immediately.Because the reaction beside me was worse than the voice itself.⸻Elias looked terrified.Truly terrified.⸻Not nervous.Not cautious.Afraid.⸻“That’s impossible,” he muttered again.⸻Damien’s eyes sharpened instantly.⸻“You know what this is.”⸻Elias didn’t respond.⸻“Answer me.”⸻The tension in Damien’s voice sliced through the tunnel sharply.Dangerously.⸻But before Elias could speak—The voice returned.⸻“You took longer than expected.”⸻The white light intensified suddenly, illuminating more of the tunnel ahead.Metal walls.Steel doors.Wires.Machines.⸻My stomach dropped.⸻This wasn’t







