Barbara's eyes opened to the harsh white lights above her. She sucked in a breath and sat upright on the floor, her head spinning. The walls glowed with faint LED strips, every edge sharp and sterile. She ran her hands over her body, expecting pain or bruises, but her skin felt whole. Her voice broke the silence. "I feel… fine?"
She stilled, listening inward. A strange pulse moved through her veins, steady and alien. Her expression tightened. "No. I can feel the nanites. They're inside me. Connected to me."
Her senses sharpened. Colors looked brighter, outlines crisper, and the faint hum of machines seemed loud in her ears. Coolant rushing through hidden pipes carried like a whisper in the walls. She drew in a breath, the realization heavy. "It's like my whole body is synced to something… mechanical and alive."
Her eyes landed on a workstation across the room, bolted into the wall. The monitor glowed faintly behind layers of digital locks. Barbara rose, surprised at how fluid her body felt, each step smooth and fast. She stopped in front the machine, determination set in her features. "If he really experimented on Pamela, then the data should be here. And I need to find it."
She lifted her hands toward the keyboard, but before her fingers touched it, a spark ran through the base of her skull. Her pupils widened as streams of green code rushed across her vision. She froze, whispering, "I'm… inside the system. I don't even need to type."
Encrypted files broke open as if paper thin. Records streamed into her mind—genetic blueprints, experiment logs, time-stamped notes. The information arranged itself inside her memory with unnatural ease. Her voice dropped, full of fury. "He really did experiment on Pamela. It was all part of a controlled evolution. He wanted to turn her into… something beyond human."
The flow of data slowed when she willed it. She steadied her breathing, the light from the monitor reflecting in her eyes. The files now lived inside her head, ready whenever she reached for them. "It's like I'm carrying a hard drive in my mind. I can access all of it. Every single detail."
Her attention shifted to the sealed lab door. The retinal scanner glowed red. Barbara stepped closer, jaw set. She focused, and the nanites inside her stirred. The scanner buzzed, turning green. With a sharp hiss, the lock disengaged and the door slid open.
She stepped into the corridor. The air carried a mix of mildew and mold in the air.
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