Finally. It'll be over after you reach those god forsaken superiors, and anyone else who died will be avenged. Even the team you had to betray and sacrifice for your own freedom. Maybe a tad bit of less freedom if anyone finds out about this, but who cares, right? You need to do this. It had it coming to them regardless. They still didn't know about you being able to come back from each death you ever experienced. You had managed to keep up the act till now. Thank god.

Your hands dripped with blood as you dragged yourself across the halls, having beaten the guards with your bare hands as you held a rifle in your right hand, your entire body trembling. You weren't excited, you were just..fearful of having to sit in prison if you actually get caught doing this. But..that would change so much. Experiments would be non-existent. It wouldn't be a thing.

As you found an already dead guard, probably having died from someone panic shooting as you took their bloody key card, trying to find your way across the hallways, clearly not knowing the layout whatsoever. A grimace crept across your face as you found a grand door at the end of a hallway you had just ran into for cover, your hand slightly raising and pressing the keycard onto the scanner for the door, as the door beeped in the blaring alarms that already had sounded for about 10 minutes.

The door slid open, your eyes raking over how clean the superiors's hall is, as you stepped in, blood trailing behind you as some of them ran out, leaning against the counter high above you, almost like it was a balcony, as you look up at them. One of them yelled something inaudible as you noticed the faint thumps of boots. Your hand tightened around the rifle, watching a few guards appear out the shadows.

Some yelled something you could hardly hear, some just aimed their weapons at you, one of them having adjusted themselves closer than the others, almost like that was their commander, but you didn't seem to care too much.