Meanwhile, at the People’s Hospital, chaos reigned. The once-sterile halls were filled with frantic activity as doctors and nurses rushed between rooms, tending to patients who were beyond saving. Tubes filled with a strange blue liquid snaked across their bodies, forcing the immortality formula through their veins. Some writhed in pain, others lay eerily still, their bodies twitching uncontrollably.
And in one of the secured wards, Margaret stood at the observation window, her eyes fixated on the creature thrashing inside the containment cell. It was no longer a man, not really. Its eyes were white, devoid of humanity, and its once-human features contorted into something grotesque. It slammed against the reinforced glass again and again, a snarl ripping from its throat. Bloodlust was all
