Raven’s eyes caught the leader of the eagles twitch.
For a brief moment the enormous bird froze in midair, its wings stretched wide like dark blades cutting through the night sky. The auroras rippled faintly behind it, turning its silhouette into something almost mythic.
Then the eagle moved.
The shift was so small that most people below would never have noticed it. One wing dipped slightly, the angle of its body adjusting as though it had suddenly locked onto something beneath it.
It wasn’t random.
It looked like a signal.
Raven narrowed his eyes.
A strange feeling crept up his spine.
The rest of the eagles reacted instantly.
What had once been a slow, organized circle dissolved in less than a second.
The formation shattered.
The sky erupted into chaos.
Massive wings beat violently against the air as dozens of eagles swarmed around the Ark’s upper dome. Their dark bodies darted through the night like living shadows, weaving between each other in unpredictable patterns.
Even through the reinforced glass walls, Raven could almost imagine the thunder of wings outside.
A few birds swooped lower.
Much lower.
Their claws scraped harshly across the glass surface of the Ark.
A faint screeching vibration echoed through the structure.
The sound was subtle, barely audible beneath the murmurs of the crowd, but Raven felt it through the floor beneath his feet.
The claws slid uselessly across the surface.
The glass didn’t crack.
It didn’t even scratch.
The Ark’s protective dome had clearly been designed for far worse conditions than bird attacks.
Still, the sight was unsettling.
The birds continued circling, diving, pulling away again.
Their black silhouettes appeared and disappeared against the sky.
Sometimes Raven could barely distinguish them from the darkness itself.
It almost looked like the night had come alive.
He frowned slightly.
Birds didn’t behave like this.
Not eagles.
Eagles were solitary hunters.
They didn’t swarm.
They certainly didn’t attack structures made of glass.
Something about it felt wrong.
Very wrong.
Raven turned toward Lucas.
“Do you—”
He stopped mid-sentence.
Lucas wasn’t looking at the sky anymore.
Her attention had shifted somewhere else entirely.
Her gaze was fixed across the massive hall.
Raven followed her line of sight.
Standing near the elevator security checkpoint was a tall man surrounded by several guards and officials.
Lucas’s father.
Even from across the hall, the man’s presence was unmistakable.
He stood perfectly straight, his dark uniform immaculate, every movement controlled with military precision. The people around him seemed to treat him with quiet respect, speaking in low voices as if careful not to disturb something important.
He looked calm.
Too calm.
Lucas stared at him silently.
There was something complicated in her expression.
Not anger.
Not exactly sadness either.
Something heavier.
Raven gently nudged her shoulder.
“Hey.”
Lucas blinked and turned back toward him as if she had just returned from far away.
“Are you okay?” Raven asked quietly.
Lucas hesitated.
Her eyes flickered briefly toward her father again before she answered.
“I’m fine,” she said softly.
But the uncertainty in her voice made it clear that she wasn’t.
Raven glanced back at the man.
Lucas’s father showed no sign that he even knew she was standing there.
He didn’t look toward her once.
He simply continued speaking with the security officers beside him.
His expression remained distant and unreadable.
Raven shifted his attention back to the surrounding crowd.
Hundreds of people filled the massive hall beneath the glass dome.
Phones were raised everywhere.
Screens glowed pale blue in the darkness as people recorded the meteor shower streaking across the sky.
Excited murmurs spread through the crowd.
People pointed upward whenever another flash of light appeared above the Ark.
No one seemed to notice the eagles anymore.
Or perhaps they simply assumed the birds were part of the show.
The auroras stretched across the horizon in flowing waves of violet and green.
The colors reflected faintly against the glass ceiling.
The entire sky looked breathtaking.
Beautiful.
Peaceful.
Which made the strange behavior of the birds feel even more disturbing.
Sofia stepped closer to Lucas.
She gently placed a hand on her shoulder.
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“It’s okay,” she whispered.
Lucas stiffened slightly at the touch.
For a brief moment her muscles tensed as if expecting something unpleasant.
Then she slowly relaxed.
The tension in her shoulders faded just a little.
Raven lowered his voice.
“Hey… have you looked closely at the codes on our wristbands?”
Lucas frowned slightly.
“What about them?”
Raven lifted his wrist.
The metal band wrapped around it emitted a faint glow.
Tiny digital characters scrolled slowly across its surface.
“Mine starts with a J,” Raven said quietly.
“I’ve seen others that start with T… and some with S.”
Lucas looked down at her own wrist.
Her band glowed the same way.
The code displayed there began with the letter J.
She studied it for a moment before shrugging.
“I don’t know what it means.”
She paused.
“If I asked my father… maybe he’d explain it.”
Her gaze drifted toward the security area again.
“But it’s been years since we lived together.”
Lucas exhaled slowly.
“Walking up to him now would be… awkward.”
Before Raven could reply, a sudden movement near the elevators caught their attention.
Several guards were approaching.
They weren’t alone.
They were dragging someone between them.
Raven immediately recognized the man.
Mike.
The same man who had tried to escape earlier.
Heavy shackles bound Mike’s wrists together.
Metal restraints locked around his ankles.
But the most disturbing part was the rigid muzzle strapped across his mouth.
The device prevented him from opening his jaw.
It looked more like something designed for a dangerous animal than a human being.
Several nearby people instinctively stepped back.
Raven noticed something else.
Mike’s sleeves had been roughly rolled up to his elbows.
A wound marked the skin of his arm.
It looked wrong.
Two jagged punctures curved inward toward each other.
The shape almost resembled a bite.
But not from any normal animal.
The surrounding flesh had already turned a sickening mix of purple and yellow.
Bruises spread outward like dark stains beneath the skin.
The guards said nothing.
Their movements were cold and efficient.
One of them opened a large glass cage mounted on a metal frame with wheels.
Mike struggled weakly.
It didn’t help.
The guards shoved him inside.
The cage door slammed shut with a heavy metallic click.
Without hesitation they began pushing the cage toward a restricted corridor.
A security card flashed across a scanner.
The door slid open.
The cage disappeared inside.
Then the door closed again.
The entire process took less than a minute.
But then another cage appeared.
And another.
And another.
Each one carried a different person.
Some of the people were barely conscious.
They lay curled in the corners of their cages, breathing heavily, their eyes unfocused.
Others were far worse.
They threw themselves violently against the glass walls.
One man repeatedly smashed his forehead into the panel.
Another gnawed at his own arm with disturbing determination.
The sounds were muted through the glass, but the movement alone made Raven’s stomach tighten.
He understood immediately.
They were infected.
And there were far more of them than anyone had admitted.
The final guard finished sealing one of the cages.
He raised a hand to the communication device on his helmet.
He listened for a moment.
Then nodded slightly.
Another guard nearby stretched his neck and muttered something before walking toward the restroom hallway.
Angus leaned closer to the group.
“Is that… some kind of lab?” he whispered.
His expression twisted with unease.
“This feels… wrong.”
Lucas didn’t answer.
Instead she quietly stepped toward the restricted door.
She raised her hand and partially blocked the motion sensor panel above it.
Then she turned back to the others.
Her hand waved urgently.
When none of them moved, frustration flashed across her face.
“Oh come on,” she whispered sharply.
“Don’t you want to know what they’re doing in there?”
Her voice dropped even lower.
“If someone here gets infected later… we should at least know what happens to them.”
She gestured toward the door.
“This Ark isn’t a hotel.”
Lucas glanced briefly upward toward the dome.
“I’d bet they’re dumping infected people outside.”
“To feed those eagles.”
Without waiting for their response, she grabbed several white coats hanging beside the doorway.
She tossed them toward Raven, Angus, and Adam.
Protective goggles followed.
Then surgical masks.
Within seconds their appearances changed completely.
Adam stepped forward first.
He crossed the threshold.
Unfortunately his foot brushed the floor sensor.
The door behind them began sliding shut.
All four of them froze instantly.
They exchanged silent glances.
From the other side of the door, Sofia’s voice whispered urgently.
“One of the guards is heading back soon.”
“You need to move.”
The corridor stretched forward in eerie silence.
Laboratories lined both sides.
Behind the thick glass walls were rows upon rows of tanks, cages, and surgical tables.
Some contained animals twisted into grotesque shapes.
Others held human bodies that barely resembled humans anymore.
Scientists in white coats moved methodically between the rooms.
They wrote notes.
Recorded measurements.
Some even performed dissections with calm precision.
The corridor felt endless.
Five minutes passed.
Still no exit.
Then two scientists stepped out from one of the laboratories ahead.
Lucas reacted instantly.
She pulled a security card from her pocket and swiped it across a nearby door.
The lock clicked open.
Both scientists stopped walking.
They stared at the group suspiciously.
“Are you sure the subjects are inside?” one of them asked.
Raven forced himself to stay calm.
“That’s what we were told,” he replied vaguely.
The scientists exchanged a brief glance.
Then one of them shrugged.
They continued down the corridor.
The moment they disappeared around the corner, everyone exhaled in relief.
Lucas reached for the light switch inside the room.
The overhead lights flickered on.
Bright white illumination flooded the chamber.
Angus suddenly grabbed Raven’s arm.
“Look.”
Rows of cages filled the laboratory.
Dozens of creatures moved inside them.
Some had once been animals.
Others had clearly once been human.
Now they were something else entirely.
Their bodies twisted unnaturally.
Limbs bent at impossible angles.
Skin stretched across bone like cracked porcelain.
The moment the lights turned on, the creatures reacted.
They slammed themselves violently against the reinforced glass walls.
The sound of impact echoed throughout the room.
Their screams followed.
High-pitched.
Broken.
Inhuman.
The glass held.
Thankfully.
But the sight alone froze the group where they stood.
No one spoke.
Because deep down they all realized the same terrifying truth.
Whatever experiments were happening here…
were far worse than anything they had imagined.
