Sitting in her private office, Laura stared up at the ceiling for an indeterminate amount of time, her back sinking into the chair. Her eyes stayed fixed, but her mind drifted aimlesslyâshe wasnât thinking about anything in particular and, paradoxically, was thinking about everything at once. Small ambient noises slipped by unnoticed as she allowed herself to be carried by that strange, scattered sense of calm.
Lauraâs mind was still buzzing with the events of the past few hours. Anomalous cases kept appearing from time to timeâentire families found dead under inexplicable circumstances.
Even after they had finally uncovered the possible reason behind it all, the feeling of helplessness lingered. Deep down, she knew that no matter how hard they tried, there was still very little they could actually do.
Although Laura hated to admit it, ever since the appearance of the
, anomalous cases had escalated far beyond the capacity of any organization made up solely of humans. In this situation, there was no other choice but to rely on anomalies to fight anomalies.
The only problem? Anomalies werenât exactly known for their cooperation. Even the ones classified as Specialâwhich, in theory, were supposed to support the
in certain missionsâstill proved unpredictable, temperamental, and at the very least, troublesome to deal with.
However, recently, two anomalies had been producing surprisingly positive results. Of course, in the end, anomalies were still anomaliesâunpredictable by natureâbut these two in particular showed no signs of attacking humans without a plausible reason.
On the contrary, they displayed far more rational and stable behavior than other anomalies classified as Special. Even so, despite that apparent level of control, letting them roam freely would be far too risky. Any slip could turn that supposed rationality into an irreversible disaster.
Although it was likely that the
would have to interact with those two anomalies at some point, things should go smoothly... or so it was hoped. Probably.
Letting out a long sigh, Emily stood up from her chair and shrugged off her lab coat with a movement that was tired yet resolute. Her gaze, steady and focused, reflected renewed determination as she walked back down the corridor toward the room where the operation was still underway.
The farther we descended, the less light remained. Darkness thickened around us like a suffocating veil, and my eyes could no longer keep track of anything beyond a few feet ahead.
Maybe the only upside was exactly that: wrapped in that heavy shadow, we could no longer see the anomalyâs throat or the mass of twisted flesh that moved in uneven pulsesâassuming weâd even want to see it in the first place.
Even from my perspective as an anomalyâone that barely feels things like nausea or discomfortâthe sight of that thing was grotesque enough to be impossible to ignore.
Itâs not like I was suddenly going to throw up, but I canât deny that just looking at it could make anyoneâs stomach churn. In my case, it triggered an instinctive, almost primal hesitation toward getting closer... or worse, touching it.
The downside to all of this? The darkness. It was so dense I could barely see past my own legsâthe only part of me my eyes could still illuminate.
A quiet thought crossed my mind as I stared down into the seemingly endless descent we were being dragged into. Judging by the uneasy looks around me, one of the response team members was thinking the same thing.
âThis is one of the worst experiences Iâve ever hadâ the team member muttered, swallowing hard as he cast a nervous glance at the darkness below: âS-so nothingâs gonna jump up from down there and, uh... eat us, right?â
I noticed a faint shiver ripple collectively through the rest of the team at his words. Even whispered, they echoed in the near-absolute silence around us. It was so quiet that, honestly, I could distinguish each heartbeat in the groupâeveryoneâs except mine. After all... I didnât have a heart to hear.
âWhat the hell is wrong with you? You trying to jinx us? Did I do something to you? If you wanna die, donât drag me down with you, you idiot!â another team member growled, his voice laced with irritation and a very clear thread of anxiety betraying his rising nerves.
I watched silently as everyone turned their eyes back toward the darkness below. Their attention sharpened, but so did their anxietyâvisible in the way each of them gripped their weapon tightly, as if that piece of metal might be their only lifeline if something actually emerged from the abyss.
I, on the other hand, although Iâd had similar thoughts earlier, didnât really believe anything would show up. It would be strange... almost impossible... for a creature to suddenly appear inside another anomaly.
I mean, I donât think I need to drag this point out. What kind of twistedâand wildly unlikelyâlogic would make an anomaly appear inside another anomaly?
Honestly, I wouldnât take it seriously even if I witnessed it firsthand. Iâd probably just assume I was having some sort of momentary hallucination.
âI canât see anything down there. Actually... what exactly are we even trying to find?â Victor muttered, narrowing his eyes as he tried to force his vision farther.
Rupert spoke next, one finger pressing lightly against his earpiece: âI canât reach base, what the hell!â Rupert hissed under his breath: âI have no idea what weâre doing or where we are. If someone told me we walked into another dimension, Iâd believe it in a heartbeatâ
I couldnât refute Rupertâs words. To be honest, I wasnât even sure if we were still inside that aquatic anomaly. Logically, that shouldâve been the most reasonable assumptionâbut when it comes to anomalies, logic tends to lose all meaning.
Phenomena with dimensional propertiesâor something close to thatâarenât as rare as they seem. The difference is that most of them behave in an oddly passive way or, with a bit of luck, end up being easy to contain.
Actually, Iâd never stopped to question why that was the case. But the most likely logic would be that the more powerful an anomaly is, the more âRestrictionsâ it has, right? Maybe itâs similar to what happens with my sisters.
Up until now, though, Iâve never felt any kind of limitation being imposed on meâalthough that might not mean much, considering I donât even have my memories. In the end, I canât even say for sure if Iâve ever tried doing something that required a restriction in the first place.
Still lost in my own thoughts, Arthurâs voice echoed through the organic corridor, pulling me back: âThis is weird...â he began, his brow slightly furrowed: âI have no idea what kind of logic is at play here for us to still be able to breathe... and for us not to be crushed to death by the pressure. But honestly, Iâm not gonna complainâ
Everyone turned to Arthur right awayâthe reaction team members, as well as Victor and Rupert. A brief silence hung in the air before Rupert, unable to hold back his disbelief, spoke up first: âDude... how the hell do you manage to say something that terrifying with such a calm face?â
Arthur heard Rupertâs words and also noticed the uneasy stares aimed at him. He just shrugged, giving an oddly relaxed response given the gravity of the situation: âI think itâs because Iâm somewhat of a scientist?â he said, scratching the side of his head like someone trying to sort out a loose thought: âI kinda disconnect from reality at times like this. I mean, itâs not like Iâm not scared of dying, but... well, whateverâs gonna happen, will happen. Itâs not like we can stop something if itâs really meant to happen, right?â He finished with a faint, ironic smile, almost challenging the tension in the air.
In the silence that followed, I heard Rupert mutterâquietly, but still loud enough for everyone to catch: âSeriously... who thought bringing this guy was a good idea?â
Ignoring Rupert, who kept grumbling by my side, Arthur had made a valid point. I truly hadnât considered the possibility that the inside of this thing might actually be breathableâmainly because, in the end, oxygen wasnât exactly a necessity for me.
Still, I kept a close eye on the others. If any of them started showing serious symptoms, like shortness of breath or dizziness... well, Iâd have to come up with a solution fast. Fortunately, we didnât even get close to that scenario. Everyoneâs breathing remained stable; for now, there was no real reason to panic.
I decided not to take my thoughts too far. They wouldnât help me in the situation I was in, and even if I did reach some conclusion, it wouldnât change anything.
The dark wings on my back continued beating softly, pushing me deeper into the throat of that aquatic anomaly. I had no idea what exactly I expected to find at the bottom.
In the end, I was still holding onto the hope that when something finally appeared, a memory would awakenâand Iâd simply know what to do.
But of course... thinking things would stay peaceful for much longer had already become a distant, almost naïve fantasy, considering everything Iâd faced since becoming an anomaly.
From the near end of the world caused by my adorableâand dangerously unpredictableâlittle sisters, to that anomaly with the world-resetting power.
As I descended at a slow, steady pace through the anomalyâs throat, a strange sound echoed from somewhere. Instinctively, I stopped moving and stayed completely silent.
I quickly noticed the teamâs eyes turning toward me, their expressions marked by confusion and anticipation. I didnât move, focused on the slightest signal, until a few seconds later one of the reaction team members finally broke the silenceâseemingly having heard something too.
âHey... is it just me, or is anyone else hearing that weird noise?â he muttered, frowning as he tried to pinpoint the soundâs source.
âNoise? Honestly... itâs so quiet here I can hear my own heartbeatâ He stopped mid-sentence, as if the silence around us had grown even heavier. For a few seconds, he stayed still, listening intently: âBut... I think Iâm hearing something else too. Am I going crazy... or is there really something out there?â
One by one, everyone began turning their eyes downward, toward the endless abyss we were sinking into. The void swallowed both the light and any sense of distance. But unlike them, my eyes instinctively shifted upward.
I couldnât see much beyond the thick darkness surrounding us, but I could feelâwith absolute clarityâthat something was approaching. Something was plummeting toward us at terrifying speed, tearing through the air above.