While the fire had spread and continued to burn, it found an equilibrium. Not growing, but neither lessening, smoke hung at the ceiling, billowing from a few concentrated areas. Steve thought the soldiers should have gas masks, not sure how dangerous the chemical smoke was.
But it wasn’t his job to think of these things. He was forced to trust the group knew what they were doing.
Illuminated by rifle-mounted lights, Steve had an easier time picking out the details of Dee’s destruction. While in the thick of it, Steve had viewed the chaos as one giant cluster. From here, able to see without death’s looming shadow, he could pick out the details unimportant when scrambling for his life.
A single being had rendered the entire lab inoperable. There would be no coming back from this, even if
