Walking into Hilov's pristine white laboratory, Jeanne couldn't help but wrinkle her nose slightly, despite having been there many times before.
The sunlight outside was obscured by the heavy winter clouds, leaving the lab illuminated only by the ghastly light of fluorite lamps.
Rather than the light dividing the darkness, it seemed more like the darkness was slicing through the light.
The air was thick with an acrid and pungent odor, with a faint whiff of something burning.
"Hilov? Are you in there?" Jeanne knocked on the door, "Madlan has baked Brother Horn an incredibly delicious cheese pie, and I brought it over. Do you want some?"
But there was no response from within the laboratory.
The guard had told Jeanne earlier that Hilov was currently working inside the lab, so she guessed she must be on the second floor.
But the Wolf Woman worked as if she were deaf, only hearing when her fur caught fire.
