They still hadn't explained anything. No dramatic villain speech, no laying out their master plan. Just silence as they prepared the horror show that came next. The not knowing made it worse. Were they trying to build an army? Create super soldiers? Or was this just science gone mad, pushing boundaries because they could?
Eugene watched another guard adjust something on Amèlie's pod. His muscles flinched, but he forced himself still. The wolf would have to wait. He needed a plan that wouldn't get everyone killed in the crossfire. Something smarter than pure violence.
But watching her drift there, stripped of choice and dignity, made his blood boil. He'd find a way to stop this. Had to find a way. The alternative wasn't something he could live with.
"Hey!" Eugene yelled. "Answer me, you sons of bitches! What the hell are you doing with us?"