Upon returning to his room, Tirian ordered his men to disperse, yet his mood did not settle with the quietness of the room.
The long conversation with "Father" still lingered in his mind, recollections of the Abyss Project twining uncontrollably around his heart. Flashes of scenes half a century old occasionally crossed his vision—rugged diving equipment, cliffs always drenched in continuous cold rain, silent platform guards, priests muttering prayers in the rainy night, the brightly lit yet eerie coastal laboratory, and the Frost Queen's gaze, which always overlooked the sea, harboring all secrets.
Tirian shook his head, unsure why, but he suddenly thought of the puppet who called herself "Alice"—Aberration 099, completely released from the seal, moving freely in the human world.
A "controlled" aberration, a puppet that could think and communicate like a human, even exhibiting its own emotions...