Aris held her breath.
The chamber flickered. The cradles unlocked. The Perfect Pair Shall Rise- -Prototype-rev-1.2...
Below, the Pair began to move. Not walking. Ascending. Aris held her breath
Dr. Aris Vahn watched from the gantry, her reflection fractured across sixteen dead monitors. The Perfect Pair Shall Rise- -Prototype-rev-1.2...
She pressed her palm to the glass. “But 1.2…”
The Perfect Pair.