Escape from the Facility
The warning sirens blared through the labyrinthine corridors, their deafening wails merging with the pulse of unstable energy radiating from the walls. The entire facility trembled, as if reacting to the presence of Ethan and his team.
"Move!" Orion barked, his rifle raised as he covered their exit.
Kieran's visor flickered, scrambling to process the rapidly shifting environment. "The facility's collapsing! Reality's breaking apart here!"
Ethan remained silent. His mind reeled from the vision, from the void's words. Catalyst. Future. Erasure. He clenched his fists, golden-black energy flickering around him. That's not me. It won't be me.
Mia pulled at his sleeve. "Ethan, snap out of it! We need to go—now!"
Isolde was already moving, leading the way through a corridor that twisted like a living thing. The masked figure's presence was gone, but their words still lingered. Your choices will define existence itself.