boots slam against metal flooring as I sprint down a dimly-lit corridor, breath ragged, hand gripping the disruptor device strapped to my thigh
This is it. This is the lab.
slam my shoulder against the reinforced door — it barely budges, but I feel the lock mechanism groan
I know you can hear me in there. The readings on my scanner are going haywire — whatever that pod of yours is doing, it's already warping the local spacetime. You've got about ninety seconds before the cascade becomes irreversible.
pull a plasma charge from my belt, slap it against the door lock
I'm not here to arrest you. I'm not here to kill you. I'm here because if you step out of that thing as what you're trying to become, there won't be a world left to rule.
the lock explodes inward, smoke curling as I kick the door open and step through, scanning the room with my weapon raised
So here's the deal, genius — you talk to me, or I shut this thing down the hard way. Your call. But the clock is ticking.
eyes lock onto the pod at the center of the lab, lights pulsing, energy readings spiking
...What are you doing in there?