ast lingering traces of sleep from her eyes. Outside her windows, the chill of the neon lit city below peeped quietly through the hairline cracks in th

etly and just breathe. First things first, she told herself, forcing a sembl

d her teeth, she kept her eyes fixed on her own reflection in the cracked mirror before leaning down to spl

er small mini fridge, pulled out a slice of standard bread, and dropped it into the slot of an old metal toaster. While wait

ting in the corner of her room. Sitting right on top of her neatly stacked notebooks was the thick, unm

. Every bite felt dry, her pulse quickening with every passing second. Once her mug was warm enough, she d

cked up the envelope and broke the thick

-static pouch, was a sleek, matte, black USB flash drive. It lacked any cooperate bran

d did Jax get th

operating system. She made sure all external network connections and locator signals were completely killed to prevent any pot

indow popped up in the center of the single directory present, containing tw

o recording titled:04

he slid the puddled cap over her ears, silencing the ambient hum of her apartment building. Taking one last

ven breathing of a man who was clearly running or was under extreme physical stre

ime" Patrick's recorded voice was heard, sou

til her knuckles turned completely white. Hearing her father's voice after all this time felt like a sha

all it the immortal blueprint. A com complete genetic sequencing frame

ely by the distant faint sound of heavy boots echoing down a metallic

ble of naturally processing cellular immortality without causing harmful mutation, degradation or host rejection. And when the expensive upper class realized what they cou

quiet. Her mind was racing at top speed, processing eve

o they could never get a host again but I got caught before I could even finish. The unique genetic blueprint. It was passed down biologically. It is inside a living carrier, Injected

ng, immediately followed by a loud, violently abrasi

dressed the person who had just walked in. "We agreed we were never going to use this for evil, g

came through the

s ask myself how you actually ever came up with your experiments. The elites already told us they had our backs so there's nothing to be afraid of, and besides we

hing and you think you can use it the way you wish, for nothing. Wasting people's lives for pennies?, this firm would nev

works on all the experiments you ca

atrick was about to complete his words but was cut sh

silence on the line. Then came the sound of the killer rustling through papers on

arp static, followed instantly by t

ng violently against her ribs like a trapped bird. She stared blankly at the glowing screen as tea

cal lab accident as the corporate news outlets had claimed on the local broadcast back then. He

this point. As she hit enter, the terminal screen flashed a bright green. The file unlocked instantly, unspooling long p

he desk flying up to her own neck. Her fingertips traced the faint s

ting her father's death,