Le Labirent Novels & Stories

Joseph replied. "I wish I could stay for some more time. But I guess I have to go. This seems like a long staircase," Ms. Lilac eyed the staircase they reached after walking for 10 minutes. The forest was gone. Everything around them was clouds and a beautiful stairway starting from one end towards the sky. "It just looks like a long one. But it isn't. It is time for you to rest now, ma'am. You've done a great job while you were alive. I hope you will rest well," Joseph bowed his head to her.

I say in a quite stonelike manner. Leah's pupils dilated a bit after processing my words. "Well where can I find her?" Snapped out of the frozen position she typed away furiously at the computer located in front of her. Finally looking up she said, "She is in a room located on the east wing, on the fourth level, room number 3254." The walk there tooked quite some time. All these people scurrying around to their own destination made the journey to room 3254 quite the battle to get through the halls.

They asked me to follow them and turned to leave without giving anymore details. I paused for a second to think about it, but my instincts betrayed me. I followed behind them and walked into larger room, six times my size of room. A large portrait of the Alpha and a man and a woman behind him hung up in the wall. It grabbed my attention the moment I walked in. Everything about the room looked sophisticated. Obsidian carvings, an artwork that added life to the room, the floor was marbled, but somehow I could see my reflection almost clearly. The furnitures in the room and the private balcony stashed with vintage wines.

She walked not like a woman but like a shadow returning home. Ahead loomed the entrance to the Orbis facility a rusting steel door, partially buried beneath snow and time. Scarlett approached the panel and pulled off a layer of frost. The keypad still blinked with dying power. She entered a code. The ground rumbled. Hydraulic locks groaned in protest, then slid open, revealing a long, narrow tunnel bathed in cold fluorescent light. The air reeked of ozone, metal, and decay. Sebastian scanned the tunnel. “This place feels haunted.”

Celeste hesitated. Then placed her palm against it. The elevator doors closed. A digital screen appeared. GENETIC AUTHORIZATION CONFIRMED. Celeste's blood ran cold. The elevator began descending. One floor. Two. Five. Ten. The numbers continued. Until the display reached: LEVEL -17. The doors opened. Cold air rushed over her. A massive underground laboratory stretched before her. Unlike the abandoned building above, this place was pristine. Bright white lights. Glass laboratories. Advanced equipment. Rows of sealed research chambers.

Levis, one of Sebastian’s neurodata engineers, who owed her a favor after she covered up his crypto scandal two months ago. The lab was deeper this time. Not the recovery wing she’d seen before—but a chamber beneath it, accessible through a biometric gate she bypassed using Sebastian’s personal override phrase. (She’d memorized it the night he whispered it half-asleep: “Reignite.”) Inside, the air was colder. Screens lined the walls, alive with looping feeds. Each one showed individuals whose data was being tracked, mapped, mirrored—competitors, government officials, and even Marcus Hale. But there was something worse.

His attention was absorbed by the abominations he had created, giving me a fleeting opportunity to slip away unnoticed. But as I hurriedly scanned the room, panic gripped me. The once-familiar surroundings now seemed like a twisted maze, shrouded in darkness and uncertainty. The path I had taken to enter this laboratory with Sebastian eluded me completely. It was as if a magician had cast a spell, distorting the very fabric of the space around me, confounding my senses.

I soothed, then in a conspirational tone, added, "With me you don't have to watch your words or worry about me telling on you." "Really?" she asked. "Whew, then in that case." A mischievous glint lit her eyes. "I think it's really ridiculous the security wears shades even at night." A chuckle escaped me. "I know right!" __ We broke out into a clear, concreted road. Up ahead we spotted a barred gate. The soft wind blowing through the extensive gardens swung the black gate on its hinges; and it produced sharp, squeaky sounds Two colossal stone statues stood at the mouth of the gardens. One was a detailed statue of strip of water being poured out through a giant jar; the other was a frightening

Since that Lady doesn't want to meet me up. I asked the LBC agent when the returned items will arrive in LBC SM Molino Branch so that I will go there to see Lady because I am sure that she will be the one who will pick up the returned item and the LBC agent answered my question. I marked the calendar and I prepared myself. I wear nice clothes so that she will not get embarrassed when she sees me and now I will go to SM Molino to see Lady. Even though she didn’t know that I would go there. I want to surprise her and I hope she will not get mad.

I managed to squeeze in beside an older couple near one of the openings. All of the lights began to turn off until the tent was plunged into darkness. Every person collectively held their breath. No one dared make a sound. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Children of all ages! Welcome to the most unique show on Earth!" A familiar voice with a heavy French accent permeated through the tent. Jules...where was he, though? "You may have gone to a circus before but believe me, you will find that whatever you have seen will pale in comparison to my Circus of the Moon. I welcome you one and all to Cirque du Lune!"