anwhile, far away from Luxebridge city. In the northern part of the country, a large number of tents filled the military base.
While right in the heart of the base was a well-constructed facility, right at the entrance was a huge initials SFART, which stands for ’special force and research team.’
The soldiers patrolled to and fro around the periter, their eyes were sharp and alert, and their body was ready to defend and protect.
Inside the SFART building, in the deepest part where no ordinary soldiers could reach, a huge tal door hissed with vapour rising into the air.
A strange figure stepped out of the vapourized air, which made it difficult to make out what it was.
The heavy tal booth was the first thing that ca into view, followed by his legs which were covered in tallic suits, then his full body erged from the vapor.
From head to toe, the figure was dressed in a tallic suit, and an oxygen line was connected to the mask on his head. The two large goggles on the mask were darker than ordinary lenses.
The loud breathing of the masked man echoed in the room, which was separated by a thick glass, separating the scientists from the man in the suit.
"How do you feel?" One of the scientists with a bald head asked, as he studied the life monitor status of the man in the isolated glass.
"I’m good Jeffery, it’s just that this suit is very heavy." The man complained, his voice was very husky and deep to the ear.
Jeffery nodded, his attention fixed on the life monitor before him. "That ans the pressure is stable. Can you breathe properly?"
"Yes... The oxygen flow is steady."
Another scientist leaned closer to the screen. "Heart rate normal. Temperature slightly elevated but still within tolerance."
Jeffery let out a quiet breath before speaking again. "Good. That ans the suit is functioning exactly as expected."
The masked man rolled his shoulders slowly, the tallic suit letting out a faint chanical sound. "Remind again why I volunteered for this."
Jeffery hesitated briefly. "Because you are the only one whose body adapted to the heat resistance trial."
Silence settled in the room. Everyone present understood the weight behind those words. Many had tried, and they had all failed, so had not even survived the testing phase.
Jeffery tapped a command into the console, and the thick circular tal floor beneath the masked man began to descend with a low chanical sound.
The glass walls surrounding him moved along with the platform, sealing around him completely as it lowered into the underground chamber. Unlike the bright white light in the laboratory above, this section was dark, colder, and filled with a deep rumbling sound that made his skin crawl.
At the center of the chamber was a massive tunnel leading to a far end of darkness, although it was reinforced with steel rings and floodlights lining its sides, their brightness seed to vanish into the endless darkness below.
"This is it?" the masked man asked quietly.
Jeffery’s voice ca through the communicator inside his helt. "Three years ago, our underground scanners detected a hollow space nearly two thousand ters beneath this base. We believed it was a natural cave until every drone we sent stopped transmitting."
"You never ntioned that part," the man replied.
"We are ntioning it now," Jeffery said calmly. "That tunnel is man-made. We dug straight down to reach whatever exists below."
"What about the others you sent?"
No one answered imdiately. Then Jeffery spoke, his voice lower. "They never ca back. So suits were recovered torn apart... others simply vanished from the cara feed. We suspect the air carries toxic elents, so remain within oxygen range at all tis."
The steel gate at the entrance of the tunnel unlocked with a heavy clang before slowly lifting, revealing nothing but darkness beneath.
The masked man stepped forward, his boots echoing against the tal ladder as he descended. The temperature dropped the deeper he went, and a strange tallic sll filtered through the oxygen system.j
"Jeffery... my readings are fluctuating," he said.
"We see it. Keep moving," Jeffery replied.
When his boots finally touched the ground, the sound that followed was oddly soft, and damp.
He lifted his flashlight, and the beam revealed unnaturally smooth walls, as if sothing had burrowed through them. A faint dragging sound echoed from deeper within the tunnel, causing him to freeze.
"Did you hear that?" he whispered.
"Keep moving." Jeffery’s voice ca in from the other end.
The masked man continued moving deeper into the tunnel, he felt a fluctuation in his body, and then what appeared in front of him was like blue dust lights shimring in the dark.
It was beautiful and seed otherworldly.
"Do you see this?" He asked.
However, unclear noise answered him.
Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath his feet. Before he could react, sothing shot out from the darkness with terrifying speed. A powerful force wrapped around his leg and yanked him forward.
"JEFFERY...!"
His scream tore through the communicator as his body slamd against the ground, the cara spinning wildly while the scientists shouted above.
"Pull him back!"
"Signal dropping!"
The masked man clawed desperately at the earth, but whatever held him was impossibly strong. Within seconds, the feed went black. And static noise filled the monitor, and for a brief mont, there was nothing but silence.
Then the cara flickered back to life.
The masked man was gone. The tunnel was empty, apart from the flashlight lying on the ground casting a weak beam across the ground.
Just as Jeffery leaned closer to the screen, sothing slowly stepped into the light. The creature’s skin was pitch black, its limbs were long and unnaturally thin, and on its face were three eyes... completely black, with no pupil and no white, staring directly into the cara as if aware it was being watched.
Then, the feed died instantly.
Jeffery staggered backward, his face draining of color. "Seal the tunnel... imdiately!"
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