The Sphinx Project

Not many people can say their entire existence has been one big lab experiment: poked and prodded by scientists, genetically modified to be the best and endure the worst, subjected to daily tests and trials that would kill a normal human. All Michaela wants is her own life, to be able to go to school, flirt with boys, maybe eat ice cream now and then. So when the chance to escape finally comes, Michaela and her sister grab it, taking their friends with them. But they weren’t the only ones to find their way out of those labs. Following close behind are another breed of creature, one that doesn’t know the difference between right and wrong, who exist only to feed their own hunger. The appearance of a strange boy who seems too much like them to be a coincidence makes things even more confusing. But as the world begins to literally fall apart around them, Michaela must accept his help, especially when she could lose the very thing she holds dearest: her sister.


66. Chapter Sixty-Five

“The alarm has been sounded. You have approximately twenty-seven minutes to evacuate the building before reinforcements arrive,” Mouse’s voice echoed in my ear. I glanced at my watch, twenty-seven minutes was midnight on the dot.


“Three teams—alpha, take the left route. Beta, go straight ahead. Gamma, take the right.” She knew where every single one of our men was because of a small tracking device in their microphones. She’d hacked into the security mainframe and had laid our GPS signals over the interior plans.


“Nike, Matt and Kayla, take the first right and go straight thirty yards,” she said before shifting her attention to one of the other groups.


We moved forward, guns in place, until we reached the corner. I crouched down to the ground and poked my gun around before me, while Nike and Matt went high. A single guard saw us. He attempted to raise his weapon, but three shots slammed into his body at the same time. One hit him in the face; from the direction of impact, I’d guess it to be Matt’s. A second, mine, went through his shoulder. The third went directly into his groin. I glanced at Nike, who merely smirked. Matt cringed.


Halfway down the corridor, a door opened. The person who stepped into the hall wore a white coat and carried his pens in a pocket protector. He looked ready to faint when he saw the man’s body. I snatched the ID Card from his lapel and rattled the numbers off into the microphone.


“He’s okay—just a lab tech,” Mouse assured us after a moment, having looked up his number in her computer.


“Get out of here,” Matt snarled.


The tech ran and Matt radioed the men at the door, instructing them to hold him until we were finished.


“Where next?” I asked Mouse as we came to a junction. Including the one we’d come from, there were five different corridors leading in different directions.


“Sharp left.”


We followed her instructions until we came to another door with a key pad lock.


“Mouse, we need a pin,” I announced.


“Try six-seven-nine-two-two-six.” Her voice screeched with static.


The little light flashed red. “Nope.”








I entered the numbers into the pin pad and the doors swished open.




The corridor lined with thick black doors, set into dark stone walls. I tried the closest door on my right, it was locked.


“Mouse. You got a minute?” I asked, hoping she wasn’t busy with one of the other teams.


“What do you need?” she answered immediately.


“We have lot of doors here, but no pin pads, just swipe card access. Can you see what’s behind them?”


“Give me a sec.” A moment later, the door before me clicked and a green light flickered on the electronic lock. Matt grabbed the handle and we raised our weapons.


On my nod, he yanked it open. At first I could see nothing. There was no source of light in the tiny cell, but as it filtered in, I became aware of a small person huddled in the corner of the room. Small tears dripped down a young face, tracing pale tracks down the grubby cheeks.


“Shit,” Matt swore.


We couldn’t leave them here. We knew better than anyone that was no life to have.


“Mouse, we’re going to need backup.” I said. “There are kids in here.”


“On their way,” she confirmed. 

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