The hidden passage twisted beneath the city like the roots of an ancient tree.
Anthony caught up with the others just as Mercer slid the narrow stone door shut behind them.
For a few moments, they stood in complete silence.
Only their breathing echoed through the tunnel.
"They'll find another way around," Anthony said.
Mercer nodded.
"They will."
"But we've bought ourselves time."
Evelyn looked down at the journal in her hands.
The worn leather cover bore a single inscription:
GENESIS: SUBJECT ZERO
Her grandfather had wanted her to read this first.
She opened it.
The first page contained no diagrams.
No scientific formulas.
Only a handwritten sentence.
If you are reading this, Evelyn, then the truth can no longer remain buried.
She turned the page.
A photograph had been c
