62 Annabelle

This time I moved slowly, trying to trace our steps and looking around with dark curiosity. This part of the HQ was clearly allocated for laboratories. All kinds of strange machines, surgical equipment and high-tech monitors were packed inside every room, making me wonder about what exactly were the Protectors studying here. Something told me that I didn't really want to know.

Judging by the still steaming cups of coffee and slight mess, the scientists themselves evacuated in a hurry just minutes ago. There was not a soul around, allowing me to stroll through the PA's HQ like a tourist, gawking at different pieces of advanced and, without a doubt, extremely secret technology. Most of them looked like elaborate torture devices.

All in all, I felt like Dante descending further and further down into Hell.