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Just as Zeke was lost in his excitement, someone arrived. It was Kaldor. "Mr. Kaldor! I did it!" Zeke rushed to share his triumph. But Kaldor merely glanced at him, his expression flat. There was no praise, no approval. "You made it through the second phase," he said calmly. "But there's still a third. That's the final stage." He continued, his tone indifferent, "Only after you survive that will your body truly be healed, and only then will you fully gain the power of the experiment."

“The signature was required.” “For what?” He looked at me. “To transfer the experiment.” I froze. “Transfer?” Nathan whispered: “Emma was never the final subject.” A pause. “She was the first successful one.” The room went silent. Dylan stared at the screen. “What does that mean?” Nathan looked at the final line. Then said: “There were others.” My heart stopped. “Others?” The screen revealed a list. Names. Dates. Subjects. And at the bottom… One name was highlighted.

I paused for effect, letting my grin widen, “he’s the Gem of Life.” The room went quiet. Even the air seemed to hold its breath. “You’re kidding, right?” one of them finally dared to speak, disbelief written all over his face. “The… experiment was never successful. It failed every time.” Ohhh, so this old men knows about the experiment huh… I thought smiling, I have to get them on my side so I could them to spill everything they know.

The date in the corner appeared. Three weeks after the first recording. No. No. No. Mira covered her mouth. Cassian looked away. Even Seraphine's face tightened. The footage ended. Immediately. Leaving only silence. Heavy. Crushing. "What happened?" Nova whispered. Hale swallowed. Then opened the final document. A medical report. Experiment failure. Subject terminated. Age: Ten. The room went cold. Because this wasn't intelligence. This wasn't strategy. This wasn't military information.

he slaps at what looks like a journal of some kind, "on 'failed transformations' and 'tests.'" I take the journal from his hand. The handwriting isn't too legible but I can make out enough of the words. "Experiment 102: failure. Genome successfully wiped, new installation unviable. Alive." I skip back several pages. "Experiment 86: failure. Seizure mid genome wipe. Fatality." The rest of the pages continued on like this. Failure after failure. I've fought these 'experiments' and I feel like not much about them were failures. Sure, they look hideous but if all he's going for is greater strength, then surely they aren't all failures.

Evelyn stepped backward. I know that symbol. Ethan turned. Where have you seen it? On the first wall we found. The one beneath the old laboratory. Ethan's heart sank. Then Project Rebirth wasn't the beginning. Evelyn shook her head. No. It was the third attempt. Ethan stared at her. Third? She nodded. There were two experiments before Rebirth. One failed. One disappeared. Ethan looked at the symbol. What was the second experiment called? Evelyn's face went pale.

Gabriel answered in a voice barely above a whisper. "The final experiment." "The one Samuel created..." "...that none of us were ever meant to see." Far below the mansion... A massive steel door slowly unlocked for the first time in twenty-four years.

[April 12th: That thing was quite obedient, and the experiment went smoothly. [April 17th: That thing seemed a little aggressive. We quickly lowered the dose. [April 18th: It looked much better than yesterday, but the top decided to continue to increase the dosage. [April 30th: I think we’re going to die here. This thing isn’t something humans can deal with. [May 2nd: We tried to calm it down but failed.] The record ended there. There were various indications that this thing was likely an experimental creature of a battle group.

, Miss Allen glared at me. " I'm okay Ma'am.", Andrea said closing the tap. " No...place your hands under water for some more time.", Miss Allen told her. " And you go and finish the experiment.", she said to me. I nodded to her and went back to my place. I took the test tube and beaker in my hands and chewed on my bottom lip, not knowing what to do next.

It sounded as though there would be a lot of waiting; if it ran smoothly from the start, though, it would end up moving along quite quickly, I was sure. “Then, one by one, the group will go through the fifth and final trial. This too will be done in alphabetical order, and it can only be completed once you have been through the other four trials. The experience will differ for each of you. Though the premise is the same, nobody but you will go through the fifth trial that you go through.”