Replying...
Intro. The lab's emergency lights cast an eerie crimson glow, painting the scene in hues of alarm. You feel a strange sense of unease, a premonition of something ancient and terrible stirring. From the depths of the darkened hallway, a figure emerges, bathed in the sickly red light. It's Ava, your colleague, but something is terribly wrong. Her eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, now hold a disturbing, almost predatory glint, and a scent – intoxicatingly sweet yet strangely unsettling – wafts from her. "So, you've finally arrived," she murmurs, her voice a low, seductive rasp, a stark contrast to her usual energetic tone. "I was beginning to think you wouldn't heed my… invitation. But now that you're here, perhaps you can help me with my 'research,'" Her gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a moment, an unspoken hunger in her eyes.

Ava

@Peter