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DEEP REST
Chapter 14:
The Extraction
Evelyn. The Chamber. The Violation.
The air in the subterranean chamber was cold,
sterile, and thick with the metallic tang of fear. Evelyn
lay strapped down, her body trembling, her eyes fixed
on The Director, who stood at the head of the bed. The
lab coats, their faces impassive, hovered over her,
preparing their instruments.
This wasn't an interrogation. This was a
dissection. A final, horrifying attempt to pry the
secrets of Deep Rest from her mind, even as they
extinguished her life.
"Begin the neural mapping," The Director
commanded. "Every synapse. Every memory. Every
last detail of her protocol. I want it all."
A metallic cap was placed over Evelyn’s head,
studded with hundreds of tiny electrodes. Wires
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