The test subjects inside twitched unnaturally in the cages. Their veins were glowing faintly crimson, their eyes bloodshot and feral.
As Leonard narrowed his eyes to inspect closely.
He noticed a few of them scratched at the bars with broken nails, leaving smears of blood, as if they were trying to escape their own skin or whatever pain they were undergoing.
Everywhere Leonard looked, he saw fragments of horror: scalpels left mid-operation, journals filled with scribbled notes, and sigils drawn in dried blood to keep the victims restrained.
The atmosphere was oppressive and silent. But the silence didn't take long as it was quickly broken by the sound of low, guttural breaths.
Some of the test subjects in their cage sensed his presence, which jolted them awake. They were like predators waiting for Leonard to slip up and give them a chance to devour him whole.
