Escape From A Sanctuary Full Of Lies の小説・ストーリー

“We’re going to Geneva. And we’re going to burn the last of this empire to the ground.” Meanwhile, across the Atlantic, in a hidden facility buried beneath the Swiss Alps… Navarro stood before a two-way mirror, watching a new subject convulse under the flickering fluorescent lights. A man in a black suit stepped beside him. “She’s dead,” the man reported. “Seraphina escaped. With them.” Navarro didn’t flinch. “Then we move to Phase Four. Activate Sanctum.” “But...” “She was never the only one,” Navarro said coldly. “Just the prototype. Now… we perfect the design.”

The documents we had pulled from the Antarctic station hinted at one very last location— a meeting factor mentioned best as “Sanctuary.” Vanessa stared at her laptop, her face illuminated via way of means of the blue glow of the screen. “They’re regrouping,” she said. “I’ve been piecing together fragments from intercepted communications, and the whole thing factors to Sanctuary. It’s their fallback plan, an area wherein they are able to vanish and rebuild.” Rachel frowned. “Any concept of where this ‘Sanctuary’ is?” Vanessa nodded, pulling up a satellite tv for a pc image. “It’s in Switzerland, deep withinside the Alps. An underground facility hidden below a luxurious resort. On the surface,

“All lies must end today. We will uncover every secret, regardless of discomfort or embarrassment.” She trembled. “I feel trapped, caught between fear, guilt, and desire. I don’t know how to fix it.” Abby’s jaw tightened. “Trapped? You chose deception over honesty. That choice ends now. Confrontation is inevitable.” Jake, from the doorway, sneered. “Some truths are better left hidden.” Abby’s tone was sharp and unwavering. “Some lies demand exposure. Your time has ended, Jake.” Sandra’s Ascendance

“Tell me how to stop it. Or I leave you here to burn.” “I’m staying either way. This is my facility. My life’s work. I’ll die with it.” Her eyes were calm. Accepting. “But you? You have people to save. A mate to rescue. A pack to protect. Twelve minutes. Better start running.” I dropped her. Ran from the room. Down the stairs. Toward the basement. Toward Lycian. Toward everyone who needed saving. The facility was in chaos. Prisoners fleeing. Scientists abandoned their posts. Soldiers fighting to contain the breach. Everything is falling apart.

Even with the sunlight streaming in, a chill still sets deep in my bones. Everything I know is a lie. If Death’s Temple is indeed part of a human trafficking ring, then what have I been fighting for? Who is the true enemy here? I’ve been raised to hate anything not human, but does that mean that I have to hate my own kind since trafficking is a monstrosity itself? I lay down on the cold tiled floor and ask the one question that has been niggling at the back of my mind: If I escape, where do I go from here?

Well, who would dare? "So, you're saying that is only solution that you think that day?! My god, Michael! You could even ask my dad for it! No need to do that! And where is the others? Don't tell me you used it all just for your daughter's surgery?! Don't fvcking fool me! Its worth fifty million pesos, Michael! There is no such surgery cost like that! Tell me the truth!" I shout in rage. "Don't test my temper, asshole!" "I-I b-bought a house outside o-of the Alkinia, Honzel. I-I planned to m-move there with my d-daughter, my lady." I close my eyes to prevent myself to hurt him. I can't take it anymore.

Maybe someone else would take the role. All I wanted now was to escape from this underworld. I barely had time to react before Kelvin’s strong grip tightened around my wrist, yanking me forward. "Run!" he barked immediately. The word barely left his lips before an explosion of dust and debris sent a shockwave through the air. Chunks of the sanctuary's ceiling collapsed, tumbling down behind us. With that I sprinted out quickly, as fast as my legs could carry me, my lungs were burning, as my heartbeat kept thundering in my ears heavily. Every step I took, running away from the sanctuary. I was driven by pure desperation to escape and I don't mind what it takes to leave. I wanted to leave ever

“It was awe full, as usual, doing business with you Tony. But it’s time for me to go. And, just so you know exactly who has the power here, if you lap dogs leave a mark on me, I won’t supply you anymore. Have a nice evening. But, I hope, you fall, in a ditch.” “Now!” He booms. The men all lunge towards me. Good thing a know this building inside out and back to front. I simply jump out the window. I land on the balcony a level down. My feet tingle on impact. I break the glass and climb through that window. Once I’m back inside, I run through the empty trade floor and sprint down to the underground level. Once there a take my pick of the cars. Tony’s shiny black Audi is sitting unprotected. I

“You will reach places where you stop needing help from strangers.” A beat, “That is where you will find out what you actually are.” And then he left. What did he mean by that? confused, I wondered. But I already knew what I was. I was a maid who escaped from the palace. a fugitive whose life was in danger should she be discovered.

There are lies laced into the roots of your pack, and they’re poisoning everything. You need to be careful who you trust. Especially him. I’m writing from a sanctuary for rogue wolves—We’re building something different here. Something free. If anything happens to me, follow the map enclosed. There, you’ll find the truth. And maybe… a way out. —Penelope