First Step [Part 1]
Isaac and Mikhail sat in the command center as the staff kept in touch with the captains of the operation.
Memento Mori had sent five hundred elite agents to ensure that nothing would go wrong with their second attempt to test what the experimental subjects were capable of doing. Isaac had full confidence that, this time around, they would get excellent results from their field operation.
Mikhail had a look of indifference, but deep inside he was feeling anxious.
'Just where is this feeling coming from?' Mikhail thought. 'Am I being cursed by Ivy?'
As an intellectual, he didn't believe in superstitions or anything related to the mystic arts. This was also why he rejected the idea as soon as it popped inside his head. However, every hour that passed, his apprehension only grew stronger.
It was as if a noose was being tied around his head. Just waiting for the right moment to pull and choke him to death.