The deafening wail of the facility’s emergency sirens completely drowned out the silence of the void. Blinding red strobe lights bathed the massive server room in the color of blood.
All around them, the hundred thousand glowing green glass pods violently shifted to a sickly, flashing crimson.
"Biometric failure. Life support systems offline," the mechanical ceiling voice repeated endlessly. "Initiating mass purge."
Inside the pods, the floating bodies of the elite System Hunters began to convulse. They thrashed against the thick translucent gel, choking as their breathing masks stopped delivering oxygen. One by one, the monitors above their pods flatlined. The loud, synchronized, continuous beep of a hundred thousand deaths echoed through the industrial facility.
Dr. Crownhart stared
