SYSTEM SEA-Z: Saving The Scientists

ntrol, his stride sure. His senses seemed to be more finely tuned with the network of SEA-Z integrated into his nervous system; his body quicker than before. Ev

kup for the intruders has entered the buildi

it door into the alleyway behind his apartment building. The dim light of dawn was jus

ment for supplies or arms. And if those mercenaries were indeed with The

place I can lay low nearby?" he asked, sc

mmed for a moment before responding. "There is an abandoned industrial site about two mil

reet lined with parked cars. His muscles burned with the effort, but he could feel that extra burst o

future disaster, why had they targeted him so quickly? How did they know about SEA-Z's activ

exus?" he asked, his breathing coming in

re is evidence to suggest they fund illegal experimentation and work covertly across multiple countries. Their primary goal seems to be t

r game, Jill said, his thoughts racing. "They could have a han

ty," SEA-Z confirmed. "We m

l up next to his building, reinforcing the two men he had taken down. He did not wait to see if they had found their comrades. He turned

left to decay. Jill approached cautiously, ducking through a gap in the chain-link fence and slipping inside through a side ent

er Jill's vision. "You are now in the maintenance wing. There's a secure room two level

at a quick pace down the dark halls. At a stairwell going down, one thing r

shortly after your online date? How wou

ion about our mission," SEA-Z explained. "It is equally possible that an insider in

ou mean there might be

happening too fast to ignore the possibil

e Nexus operatives closing in. The secure room SEA-Z had mentioned was just down the hall, but his instincts sc

EA-Z insisted. "The secure room is our best

le tensed. "Fine. But if this goes

door slid open, and he stepped inside to take immediate cover behind a stack of old cr

ecognized it as the buzz of a drone. His eyes darted to the far corner of the

the drone out. He swung his baton as hard as he could and cracked

s heading this direction. The hostil

ng of footsteps down the stairs, the unmistakable thud of boots on concr

" Jill barked, glancing around t

re is an old ventilation shaft to your right. It's goi

as the narrow space barely allowed him and then started dragging himself forward. He hear

iggled through the twisting shaft. Every muscle was screaming to stop, yet he

concrete outside the industrial site. For the time being, he was free.

as he stood. There was no time to stop; The Nexus was after him a