Inside an isolation ward, Ilov, dressed in fresh clothes, stared anxiously at the tank. A blood-and-flesh branch, as thick as a forearm, lay quietly in the water.
Although he had already taken the thing out of the water, exposing it directly to the air was not an option; it had to be contained to the highest standard.
He looked around, then started banging hard on the white wall to his right. "Raven, I know you're out there! Hurry up and send the Abnormal Containment Team! I'm not joking!!"
On the other side of the wall, a short-haired, sharp-featured woman stood with her arms crossed, looking through the one-way glass at the companion with whom she had once shared life-or-death situations. Hyena's mind has been contaminated; that much is undeniable. The only question is by what, and why he's obsessed with the delusion that something is in the water.
"Hyena, if you're still sane, then just focus on getting better. Leave the rest to us."
