From the intercom came a hoarse voice: "C6 approaching maintenance well, everything's clear, internal signal acquired, connect?"
"Connect it."
Instantly, a hellish scene appeared on the screen.
Everything in sight was a bloody blur, countless crimson shades spreading on the walls, pulsing like a heartbeat.
The once warm and spring-like Paradise had turned into a hair-raising eerie world.
Countless bizarre symbols squirmed on the walls, shadows ignoring the rules of physics, spreading under the light, in which strange bubbles continuously emerged.
Shape-shifting creatures, almost indistinguishable as human figures, twisted under the camera, staggering through the former office.
"The deep cycle has ended, forming a Hell Cycle."
The commander was silent for a moment, as everything was beyond salvation.
He picked up the intercom and ordered, "Begin setting up the 'Spring of Purification.'
"Wait a moment—"
