Darkness consud the bunker.
Only the faint red glow of ergency backup lights pulsed through the underground halls like a dying heartbeat.
Maya tightened her grip on the revolver.
The heavy footsteps below continued.
Slow.
asured.
Each step echoed through the tal structure beneath BLACKTHORN Division.
Ethan remained on the floor, shaking violently. Black veins twisted beneath his skin like living worms. Blood dripped from his nose as he clutched his head.
“It’s inside my mind,” he whispered painfully.
Selena knelt beside him imdiately.
“You need to fight it.”
“What is happening to him?” Maya demanded.
Selena didn’t answer right away.
Instead, she pulled a syringe from a nearby ergency cabinet and injected sothing into Ethan’s neck. Within seconds his breathing slowed slightly.
“For infected subjects,” Selena said quietly, “the signal begins as hallucinations.”
“The Shepherd?”
Selena nodded grimly.
“It calls to them.”
A deafening tallic crash suddenly echoed sowhere deeper underground.
The chained Harvester inside the containnt chamber began screaming with excitent.
“HE RISES,” it shrieked.
The glass walls trembled violently.
Maya spun toward the containnt unit.
“What exactly is the Shepherd?”
Selena looked toward the darkness below the bunker stairs.
“The first successful host.”
Silence filled the room.
Maya felt her stomach tighten.
“BLACKTHORN rged human neural tissue with the fungal organism. Most subjects died instantly.” Selena swallowed hard. “But Subject Zero survived.”
Another crash thundered through the bunker.
Closer this ti.
“He stopped being human weeks later,” Selena whispered.
Ergency monitors flickered alive across the walls.
Security footage appeared briefly through static.
Maya stared at the screen.
A massive figure moved through the lower corridors beneath the facility.
At least eight feet tall.
Its body looked swollen with black fungal growths twisting beneath torn flesh. Long bone-like spikes protruded from its back. One arm dragged unnaturally along the ground.
And surrounding it—
Harvesters knelt motionless as it passed.
Like worshippers before a god.
“The Shepherd controls them,” Selena said. “Not fully. But enough.”
Ethan suddenly gasped violently.
His eyes rolled upward.
Then he spoke in a voice that was not his own.
“Open the gate.”
Maya stepped backward.
Ethan’s head tilted slowly toward the lower staircase descending deeper into BLACKTHORN.
“He knows you’re here,” Ethan whispered.
Selena grabbed Maya’s arm.
“We need to leave now.”
The bunker lights flashed again.
Then all the computer systems activated simultaneously.
A prerecorded ssage echoed throughout the underground facility.
“BLACKTHORN containnt failure detected.”
Static crackled.
“All remaining personnel proceed to evacuation sectors imdiately.”
Then ca a second voice.
Not prerecorded.
Alive.
“Selena...”
She froze instantly.
The voice echoed softly through the speakers.
“You abandoned us.”
Selena’s face drained of color.
Maya stared at her.
“Who was that?”
Before Selena could answer, a new security feed appeared on the monitors.
A man stood sowhere inside the silo complex above ground. Military gear covered his body. His face was partially hidden behind bloodstained bandages.
But his eyes—
Completely white.
Ethan stumbled toward the screen in disbelief.
“Lucas?”
The man smiled faintly.
Behind him stood dozens of silent Harvesters waiting motionlessly in the rain.
Lucas leaned closer to the cara.
“You should have stayed with , brother.”
The transmission distorted violently.
Then Lucas spoke one final sentence.
“The Shepherd wants to et you.”
Every screen in the bunker instantly went black.
And from sowhere below them—
The massive footsteps stopped.
A deep growling breath echoed through the darkness beneath the staircase.
Sothing was standing there now.
Listening.
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