"And what did you mean by that she had opened a research lab? Since when did witches start to experiment?" Dominic asked, his eyes staring at her and his beta. From the twitch of his brows, it was quite clear that he found his actions pathetically cowardly and humiliating.
"I never said that she did experiments with reports and chemicals. When I say research experiments, it means magical experiments. They don't need the knowledge of science for that; just their twisted beliefs are enough," explained Tracy.
No one asked her to elaborate on what she meant by magical experiments. See? They were really smart. She liked smart guys.
Tracy continued to walk even further, and just as she turned left, she realised that there was something wrong. Before, when she came to this labyrinth, she could hear the soft whimpers of those mutated bodies, but now—it was too quiet. The stretching silence brought a kind of stillness in the corridors of the labyrinth.
It was too quiet.
