COLD STEEL, BLEEDING HEARTS
Something moved inside, a huge dark shadow thudding against the glass walls of the room below.
Toby pointed with a shaking hand. “The man in the lab coat—he’s gone.”
Maya looked. The glass room under the lake was empty. The blue liquid had swallowed the man whole. Only his black marker sign was left, pressed against the ceiling.
RUN.
“Julian, move!” Maya yelled, grabbing his shoulder and forcing him away from the edge. “The heat’s melting the school’s foundation! If that thing escapes, the whole place is going down!”
And then it came—a giant tentacle smashed through the water, thick as a tree, scales shining and glowing. It slammed into the rig, spraying hot water and sparks everywhere.