Spirit awoke, head pounding. Groaning she pushed herself up off the ground. Wondering why she couldn't remember the morning. She looked down and realized her hands were covered in blood. Bile rose in her throat, she scrambled to her feet, taking the surrounding laboratory. It was fairly clean, except for the blood where she touched the floor, the hand-prints dark against the white tile. Spirit thought, looking down at herself. The front of her lab coat was covered in dried blood, her clothes underneath, ruined. She wiped her hands on her blood-stained shirt, glancing around the room again, the spotted the sink across the room. Making her way towards it, she stepped around the lab equipment that covered the room, stopping at a log tablet near the sink. She wondered if her co-workers had made any reports when she was out. She washed her hands before checking the tablet.

Recent: 3 new logs.

Spirit swallowed before tapping the first log.

Log 94: Testing complete. The chemicals should work on any Tinen subject. Spirit has volunteered.

Log 95: Subject has appeared to be unconscious. All vital levels stable. Subject has started twitching violently.

ERROR: Log 96 lost. Attempt Recovery?

Spirit blinked. That was odd, the log was lost, that almost never happened. She started the recovery, knowing it would take a few minutes, she walked over to the massive floor to ceiling windows that lined one wall, usually they look out onto another sector of the lab. That part of the lab was gone. What was left was rubble. What had happened while she was out?

…

The log tablet chimed, making Spirit jump. Running over, she tapped the log.

Log 96 Corrupted: Subject gone insane, none of us can reach her. Half of us are dead. The experiment has been successful. Calling for help

Spirit’s heart sank with every word.