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The Specimen Room was a two s********m with a floor to ceiling observation window, which was made of curved glass.
Scientists moved among the room, chatting and discussing charts on their tablets.
Miloschenko led them up a staircase to the second level.
Tatiana gasped.
And then Florian saw it.
Giant glass tubes were ranged on the wall.
In the center tube was a large man. His body was a strong suit of gray steel, with molds on the chest and arms that looked like muscles. He was seven feet tall. His skin was scarred and looked as if it had been discolored and disfigured. A long crescent curled across his forehead. It was hard to know what his race or ethnicity was.
“Meet our prototype,” Miloschenko said.
“Prototype of what?” Florian asked.
“A super soldier,” Miloschenko said, ha
