The Warden’s hand trembled, his pupils dilating until his eyes were nothing but bottomless pits of black. The experiment had moved from the lab to the cell, and Lauren Phillips was just getting started. , or should we skip ahead to Lauren's escape from the facility
"In about thirty seconds," Lauren whispered, leaning her forehead against the cold steel bars, "you're going to realize that in this lab, I’m not the test subject. You are. Now, be a dear and find the keys to this cage." MylfLabs 24 12 23 Lauren Phillips Behind Bars X...
Vance looked down at the vial, then back at Lauren. He realized too late that the seal was already broken. A faint, sweet aroma filled the cramped space between them. The Warden’s hand trembled, his pupils dilating until
"The board at MylfLabs wants to know if the rumors are true," Vance said, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous rumble. "They say you didn't just invent a medicine. They say you invented a way to own a person's will." You are
Lauren looked up. Standing at the bars was Warden Vance, a man whose face looked like it had been carved out of a granite cliff. He wasn't there to process her paperwork. He held a small, familiar glass vial—the blue tint of the Project X prototype shimmering under the dim hallway lights.