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lan recognized the voice instantly. It was the guy in the uniform who had shown up in the lobby that day.

He was supposed to be at a conference in North America, but given the surveillance all over the research base, lan knew it was only a matter of time before the chaos was discovered. He just didn't expect it to happen so soon.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

lan’s mind raced. With a swift motion, he shoved open the door trapping the beasts inside. The creatures stumbled out with heavy steps.

Walter stood by, asking, "Is there any point to all this mayhem? It seems like that eerie bell sound just snaps everyone out of it. These folks must've been hypnotized because the moment they hear that bell, no matter what they're doing, they come to their senses immediately."

"It's useful. These beasts have been tamed. Once they're out, they'll just desperately try to flee. They only dare to attack someone who's thrown into their cage. When they encounter someone outside, they get scared. And when they're scared, they go berserk. We've got to use this time to find Dylan."

Dylan and Walter had arrived at the base on the same day, but there had been no sign of him since.

lan was getting worried. If Dylan wasn't among the lower-level staff, then he had to be among the test subjects. And if he had been taken for an experiment, could he possibly have survived?

As the beasts were released, the scene unfolded just as lan had predicted. They howled and rammed into everything, frantically searching for an escape.

The researchers, who had calmed down, were thrown into disarray once again as the creatures knocked over machinery and shattered vials.

lan and Walter had already searched three different areas, including checking the test subjects in the glass tanks, but there was still no sign of Dylan. Where else could he be?

lan looked around before his heart gave a slow, sinking throb. He started heading back the way they came. Walter had no choice but to follow.

They made their way back to the central hall, where lan approached the most secluded of the test chambers, which was hidden behind Subject 8. Since Subject No. 8 was extraordinarily vicious, no one dared get close, and so the chamber behind it was also neglected.

Inside the large glass tank, a man was suspended, his clothes gone, except for a pair of shorts that barely preserved his modesty.

There was also a woman seated in a chair. Her nails were long, stained with blood. Her hair just brushed her shoulders, framing what would have been a sweet, innocent face.

She indeed looked meek; at least at first glance, people would think she was like a student. But the moment lan and Walter stood outside the glass tank, the "innocent" woman bared her teeth and charged at them.

She couldn't break through the tank, so she simply glared out at the two men, her face twisted in ferocity and fiendishness. The man hung motionless, his head drooping, unresponsive. But Walter knew him too well. It was Dylan.

"Dammit! Dylan!" Walter cursed, his attention drawn to a nearby machine monitoring the cage. The screen flashed with a series of data entries:

October ‘1st, mating failed.

October 2nd, mating failed. October 3rd, mating failed.

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Walter's lips twitched violently, and after a few seconds of stunned silence, he turned to lan. “How do we open this tank?"

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"lan?" Walter called out again, turning

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Clearly, neither of them had anticipated that Dylan would be subjected to such indescribable humiliation.