The walls of the facility seemed to close in on them, the flashing red lights casting an ominous glow in every direction.
Emily's mind raced as she assessed their situation. They had underestimated Rook, but now it was clear: this was not just a fight for survival—it was a battle for control.
He had anticipated their every move, and now they were trapped, locked in a place where every corner seemed to hide another danger.
"We need to move faster," Emily barked, her voice steady despite the growing pressure. "Damien, get those systems back online. We need to find a way out of here."
Damien nodded, his face grim as he sprinted toward a panel along the far wall. His fingers danced across the buttons, but the process was slow.
The building's lockdown system was sophisticated, and Rook had designed it to thwart anyone who might try to breach it.