In an underground research facility in Antarctica, the siren continued to echo in the air.
The corridor of the facility was filled with blood and broken limbs.
Two researchers, a man and a woman, supported each other and ran towards the exit.
"100 more meters to the exit!
"Keep it up!
"The doors will hold. We'll be safe!"
The man covered the wound on his lower abdomen with one hand and supported the female researcher with the other.
"No... It won't work ...
"It's too fast. We can't escape!
The woman was in despair, and her lips trembled.
The roars and collisions behind them were getting closer and closer, and something was getting closer and closer. The sharp sound of friction drilled into their ears from time to time. It was the sound of sharp claws rubbing against metal.
The two of them could clearly feel the ground shaking.
"Yes, you're right...
"It's too fast, we can't escape..." he repeated.