The droning sound of the generators reverberated throughout the chamber, an overwhelming noise that drowned out every other thought. It thrummed against Adrian's chest, a persistent vibration that felt like a second heartbeat echoing within his very bones. The circular space around him was permeated by a faint odor of bleach mingling with rust, an unwelcoming scent that seemed to cling to his skin, a nasty reminder of the sterile yet decaying environment that he found himself in, a smell likely to linger long after he departed.
Behind him, Lena remained completely motionless, her breathing measured and steady. Not too far off, Elijah stood, a mere ten feet away. His hands rested casually at his sides, but his dark eyes were fixed and unblinking, giving away nothing.
“You believe I’m here
