20191215

Day 1,926

By the time she woke up the sirens were blaring at level 4 and the floor around her was slick with blood. Everything hurt as she slowly propped herself up and looked around for her colleagues who should have either dragged her along with them or killed her for slowing them down. It was protocol.

All she saw was blood pouring from open doorways, the source hidden and the sirens too loud to hear if anything was moving nearby. Repressing a groan of pain she forced herself to stand, nearly sliping several times but eventually ending up leaning against a wall, trying to peer round the doorframe and failing.

On the bright side she must have been alone - if anything had escaped containment and lingered long enough to see her then she'd already be dead. They must have lost her scent among all the blood and assumed she'd been taken down already.

Her luck ran out as she realised that the sirens were switching to level 5 and all the lights were powering down, diverting power to the main generator to overload it and send the whole base spiralling into an inescapable inferno.

She was moving too slowly to make it to an emergency cancellation switch or an exit or anywhere other than the end of the hallway she'd woken up in. to make matters worse there were worrying sounds between each blare of the siren.

She was no longer alone.

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