Midnight finally came.
The facility was quieter and cloaked in a dim hush that blanketed everything like a heavy fog. Only the dull hum of ceiling lights and the faint purr of the ventilation system remained, a low constant background noise that reminded Erend how deep underground they were.
A perfect place to hide secrets of this project. Or bury them if something is happening. He was not naive, he was still thinking that after everything that happened, something must go wrong later.
He stood in the corridor near the living quarters with arms folded, leaning lightly against the cold steel wall.
His senses were tuned razor-sharp, honed by the hours he'd spent filtering the flow of emotions, whispers, and movement within the base.
He'd made no move yet. Just listened and waited for now.
And now the clock had struck midnight.
