Eleanor’s POV
Bolts of lighting struck the ground all around me. If it hadn’t been for my werewolf agility, I’d have been fried up like a hot dog. I ended up going further into the room, and it not only stilled my movements, but also my blood. I was surrounded by giant circular jars filled with a clear fluid and different creatures. Each container had a different type of monster, some of which I’d already killed on the journey here. Someone was creating them. The room was white and sterile. It felt like a hospital, but the contraption with the creatures inside was very jarring.
“This is creepy,” Hailey muttered as they followed me in.
By now, the noise had stopped, and the room was eerily quiet. I continued to look around and took notice of everything. There were a few desks scattered
