What She Thought She Knew (Rachel Moore Mystery Book 1), стр. 28

After what seemed like several minutes, I finally reached the bottom.

I was met with an incredibly thick darkness that I wasn't sure if even my flashlight could penetrate through it. I cautiously walked through the abyss, and felt my hand connect to a wall.

I took out my flashlight and it illuminated a small corridor. On the right side was a pair of doors with round windows in their center.

Curiously, I walked over to them and looked through. On the other side was an operating room. What caught my attention were the various body parts floating aimlessly in a clear liquid.

Violent shivers assaulted my body, and I quickly suppressed the urge to vomit.

Delta was the next person down.

He appeared to be a bit disoriented at first, but seemed to have adjusted his vision to the dominating darkness despite our combined flashlights.

Eventually, the other agents came down, followed by Fear who brought out a data pad and began looking through it. "I've got a map of the facility. We're in the south end of it. If we continue down this hallway, we will be in the main area."

We made our way towards the door and went into a large area that had posters of humanity's purification.

I snarled quietly as I thought of the stupidity and arrogance of the very implication.

I shook my head, and I focused my flashlight on my group which illuminated their pale faces. They all blinked as they adapted to the sudden light.

"All right, this is the part where we split up. I want to run a full sweep of this place. Our goal is to find any valuable data, and then blow this place out of existence. Remember to stay in constant communication. Move out!"

We all split up as we took different paths through the narrow lined up hallways.

I ventured into the farther one where there was a dim light that illuminated the otherwise dark area.

Where I was, there were two rows of wide containers that were filed along the walls. When I walked through, a tight knot formed in my gut. Whatever happened here, it was not pretty at all.

I placed my finger over my earpiece and activated it. "Testing out the comm. channel; can anyone read me?"

"Loud and clear boss." Gizmo replied.

"Seconded." Elvira stated.

"I hear you alright." Predator answered. "I'm with Fear in one section, can't tell which one. There's a lot of containers here."

"I'm seeing them here too. What about you Elvira; do you see any containers?" I asked.

"Affirmative." She replied. "What do you want us to do?"

"Don't touch them." I ordered. "We have no idea what is in there."

"Roger that." She confirmed.

I continued with my inspection of the area when I heard particularly loud breathing coming from Predator's mic. "Are you alright Pred?" I asked with slight concern.

"Yeah, sorry boss." He answered. He continued to breathe heavily.

A feeling of concern filled me. "Are you sure? Do you need to go back to the surface?"

"No, no, I'm good. I'm not gonna let some bad nightmares get the best of me." He replied forcefully.

Confusion took a hold of me as I wondered what he meant by his statement. "Alright then." I simply said.

With that, I shut off my mic and resumed my inspection. I got shivers from a combination of the cold air, and the thought of what happened in here. This was a place of suffering.

I came across a table full of various papers. I picked one up, and glanced through it.

The contents were about possible changes to human anatomy that could increase a person's natural strength and resistance.

I carefully folded it and placed it inside of my jacket. I was certain that our scientists would be more than fascinated in studying it.

I then read another paper, although its content caused me to pay closer attention to it. It read: Subject 32A died early this morning. The cause was a fatal brain hemorrhage that was provoked immediately after mental manipulation attempt. The subject's death was the fourth this week. Internal workings are too strict for outside influence.

I blinked in amazement of what the paper stated. I placed it in my jacket as well.

Wanting to learn more about the Phantoms' experiments, I gathered as much as I could and placed them within the safety of my jacket.

One sheet accidently fell to the floor.

As I picked it up, I glanced through it. It read: Procedure with Subject 18G was successful. Not much mental stimulation was needed to convert ideologies. It was a first success after several attempts. Subject 18G will be placed in the Seeker ranks, and will be used to monitor their inside work.

My eyes widened at the implication. This was actual proof that Phantom spies were among the Seekers. No wonder the Head Scout and the Director's wife were assassinated so easily.

"Agent Moore, do you read me?" Elvira asked.

Her interruption caused me to jump.

I snapped myself into attention, and quickly placed the last document within my jacket. "Go ahead Elvira."

"I found some particularly interesting documents regarding the tests that were done here. I believe that our scientists will find them worthwhile to study."

I momentarily contemplated on the information. "Excellent work. Take them."

"Will do." She replied.

I once again shut off my mic, and continued to walk down the row of containers.

A certain container caught my attention as there was a red note posted on it. Curious, I lifted it to my view, but only saw numbers that held no comprehension for me.

I looked up and began to study the structure. Through the thick frost that coated the glass, I could faintly pick out the details of what appeared to be a woman with dark hair flowing through the vital water.

I heard a