Todos los capítulos de Reborn before the apocalypse : Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

The countdown reached zero.*00:00:00*Nothing happened.For one impossible, stupid second, Lena felt a rush of relief so strong her knees almost buckled. They had made it. It was over. A glitch, a false alarm—Then the entire chamber moved.Not shook. Not trembled.Moved.The floor lurched sideways under their feet. The walls groaned, a deep, grinding sound of stone and metal waking up after a hundred years of sleep, like something enormous had just rolled over beneath them.Ethan grabbed Lena and pulled her hard against his chest."RUN!"They spun toward the staircase - the only way they had come in.The stairs were gone.Where there had been concrete steps leading up to the surface, there was now a solid, seamless wall of black stone. No seam. No door. As if it had always been there.Sarah stared at it, her mouth open. "We're trapped. We're trapped we're trapped—"Adrian shoved past her and slammed his hands onto the control panel, his fingers flying."There's another exit!" he sho

The words remained above the corridor, carved deep into the stone, lit by the flickering emergency lights.*WELCOME BACK, DR. CARTER.*Lena stared at them, her breath shallow."That's my mother's name," she whispered. It was the only thing that made sense. "That's... that's Evelyn's name."Adrian was standing behind her, his face ashen."No," he said quietly.Everyone looked at him.He swallowed hard, like the next words physically hurt to say."It's yours."The blood drained from Lena's face."My name is Lena Carter," she said, as if saying it out loud would make it true again. "I'm Lena. Lena Carter.""That's what they called you after the transfer," Adrian said softly."After what transfer?" Her voice rose, sharp and desperate. "What transfer?"Adrian didn't answer. He just looked at her with such pity it made her angry.Ethan stepped forward, his voice hard, protective. "Tell her. Tell us both. No more lies, Adrian."Adrian looked at Ethan, and for the first time, there was someth

*00:59*The number began falling again. Faster this time.Lena couldn't move. Her feet were rooted to the cold floor.The woman inside the glass chamber stared at her, and it was like looking into a cruel mirror. The same eyes. The same face. The same silver mark pulsing on her palm.But she looked older. Not much older - maybe five, six years. But it was a tiredness that made her look decades older. A tiredness of someone who had spent years waiting alone in the dark for this one moment.Ethan stepped between them, his body blocking Lena's view, as if he could shield her from herself."Don't listen to her," he said, his voice low and urgent. "Lena, don't listen to anything she says."The woman inside the glass laughed quietly. It wasn't a cruel laugh. It was sad. Exhausted."You always say that, Ethan," she whispered, her voice hoarse. "Every single time, you always say that."Lena looked at Ethan, her heart pounding so loud it hurt. "You know her? Do you know her?""No," Ethan said

Lena fell.There was no floor. No walls. No up or down. Just endless black and the roar of air rushing past her ears, tearing her hair back.She didn't even have time to scream.Then something grabbed her wrist.Hard. Real. Flesh and bone and desperate strength."LENA!"She looked up, gasping, hair whipping across her face.Ethan.Not the silver-eyed copy from the hospital. Not the clean-suited stranger from the apartment.The _real_ Ethan.His face was bruised, a cut on his cheekbone, his clothes covered in gray dust and grime as if he'd been digging himself out of rubble. But his eyes - those dark, warm, worried eyes that had always found hers in a crowd - were unmistakable. They were _his_."Ethan!" She cried his name like it was air.He pulled her toward him with both arms, yanking her onto something solid. For a moment, neither of them spoke. She just held onto him, fists clenched in his shirt, breathing him in - dust and sweat and real, alive Ethan."You're real," she whispered

The machines screamed.Not an alarm. A scream - a high, electronic shriek of a thousand hard drives spinning up at once, so loud Lena could barely hear her own thoughts. She pressed her hands over her ears.Seven versions of her stood around the chamber, each frozen beneath a different beam of white light that had come from nowhere. Trapped. Like specimens.And Ethan stood at the center. Alone.His eyes were silver.Not glowing bright like Daniel's had. Not normal brown either. Just... silver enough to make Lena's heart stop dead in her chest. A thin ring of silver around his pupils, spreading."Ethan?" Her voice was small under the screaming.He didn't answer. He just stared straight ahead, at nothing.Daniel stepped forward quickly and put a hand out to stop her."Don't touch him."Lena turned on him sharply, panic making her angry. "What did you do to him? What did you do?!""Nothing," Daniel said, his face pale in the white light."Then why is he like this? Why does he look like—