Kofi's breath was shallow as he sprinted down the narrow corridor, Amina just behind him. Every second felt like a countdown to their capture—or worse—annihilation. The alarms blared in unison with the pounding of his heart, and the red lights painted the lab's cold metal walls in a grotesque glow.
"We need to move faster," Amina said, her voice tight with urgency. She didn’t look back, trusting Kofi to stay close as they navigated the labyrinthine facility. They had uncovered more than they ever expected, and now that knowledge was both their shield and their curse.
Kofi gritted his teeth. "We can’t leave without the data. Every second we stay puts us at more risk, but this information… it's everything."
They reached a junction, and Kofi skidded to a halt, pulling up the schematic of the lab on his HUD. His TechnoSpirit interface flickered for a moment as it updated with the layout.
“Ding! XP Earned: 300. New Skill Unlocked: Enhanced Tactical Mapping.”