Dominic led us as we followed closely behind him. Finally, we reached another heavy metal door. Dominic waited; his hand trembled as he reached for the keypad beside it.
"Open it," I ordered.
He typed in a code, and the door creaked open, and it revealed the Virus research area.
The room was so big, with high ceilings and the walls were lined with glass panels and computer screens. There were stainless steel tables which were placed in the center, and it was covered with scattered paper. There were broken vials with overturned equipment. A chemical odor filled the air; it was mixed with a tang of blood. It was clear that the researchers ran away in a hurry.
I stepped inside; I looked around the room. Wires were hung loose from the walls, and monitors flickered with static. A shattered
