0.2 - Unnatural Instinct [ongoing] - Version:

The air in the sterile white lab didn't just feel cold; it felt engineered.

Suddenly, the subject's head snapped toward Kaelen. There was no emotion in the movement, just pure, terrifying efficiency. Kaelen took an involuntary step back. His heart hammered against his ribs—a frantic, messy, natural human reaction.

The subject froze mid-stride, its hand hovering inches from Vance's throat. It turned its void-like eyes back to Kaelen. Unnatural Instinct [Ongoing] - Version: 0.2

"Stop! System override code 9-9-4!" Kaelen shouted, his voice shaking.

Vance pulled a small, silver pocket knife from his coat and held it out. "Subject 0.2. Assess and neutralize the threat." The air in the sterile white lab didn't

Kaelen pressed his palm against the glass barrier, his fingers twitching to a rhythm he didn't recognize. On the other side, the subject—labeled 0.2 —sat perfectly still. It looked entirely human, save for its eyes. They weren't reflecting the room's fluorescent lighting. They were absorbing it.

Kaelen didn't look back. "You didn't just delete fear, Dr. Vance. You deleted self-preservation." Kaelen took an involuntary step back

Subject 0.2 stood up. Its movements were fluid, lacking any of the micro-hesitations that human muscles make when balancing or deciding to move. It approached the glass. "Open the chamber," Vance commanded.