Humans.
Tall, broad, and silent.
All he saw were rows of men standing inside, with neither words nor movement permitted.
They all wore hospital gowns. Yet the fact that they remained standing so perfectly still, like lifeless corpses, was deeply unsettling.
And judging by their complexion, Kyle knew they weren't dead.
What disturbed him even more was the eerie similarity in their features, as though they had been crafted rather than born.
His gaze swept across the room. Nearly fifty such men stood there, evenly spaced apart. Even after five seconds of careful observation, he failed to detect the slightest movement.
He could see heavy surveillance inside the room and the floating clouds suggested the room was kept incredibly cold for some reason.
Other than that, he could see equipment for surgery nearby as well. Things like cutters and bandages.
"Kyle?" Layena called out. "Do you sense something strange?"
