Chapter 140

Chapter One Hundred Forty

Ripples washed out from the center of the giant pool, sending the thick, black fluid splashing over the sides. Each slap of the waves vomited enervating, diseased filth into the air, piercing his awareness.

Connor got to his feet and backed away.

Tremors rumbled from somewhere unseen, and he had the sense of some titanic entity roaring in joy.

Instead of ripples, whatever was inside the pool was now creating a wake, speeding along the edges of the pool and tossing waves meters out.

This wasn’t the imprisoned thing, but it might be something worse.

Connor looked to the ceiling. “Can you hear me? What do I do?”

If he’d hoped for a hologram of one of the lizard aliens and a patient explanation of the step-by-step process of stopping whatever it was that was happening, it didn’t come.

In fact, nothing happened.

The thing in the dark pool picked up speed. It splashed more of the disgusting slime onto the floor.