Chapter 401 - The Mad Scientist

For the past three months, Jeremy had moved through his private laboratory with a precision born of obsession. The hum of machines filled the cavernous room, punctuated only by the soft hiss of cooling fluids and the occasional metallic clang from the test tables. Each table held a body, some broken, some barely alive, all tethered to the network of equipment that Jeremy had designed with tireless focus.