Jonah's mental map was their only guide through the suffocating darkness of the mine. With Specter phasing through walls and Echo mapping the path with sound, he led the ASTF through the maze, skillfully avoiding the hidden eyes of the Bureau.
The deeper they went, the more the mine began to change. The damp rock of the upper levels gave way to something else entirely. The walls became coated in a alien looking biofilm that pulsed with a sickly green light. The air grew warmer and carried a sweet, cloying smell like rotting fruit.
"What is this stuff?" Jax whispered, nudging a patch of the glowing slime with the tip of his boot. It quivered like living jelly.
"Some kind of organic growth," Benita said, her voice low as she took readings with her scanner. "It's generating its own heat and light. The entire ecosystem down here is… wrong."
Jonah felt a sudden ping in his mind, a sharp message from Specter. Movement ahead.
