...April 10th...Thursday...

...At the Wayland-Yutani main HQ...

While the elevator went down and down; I decided to give the company what they wanted. They wanted destruction then they are getting it! The sides of the walls begin cracking breaking apart shaking away from each other. The lights went out in the passage way leaving me in the dark. A loud grumble came from the building swaying side to side.

Fifteen minutes must have passe because the elevator continued going down and down. Then out of a sudden bright light came through the darkness so I shield my eyes. I blink adjusting my eyes to the brightness. Bright light blinds me. The elevator went back up over my head closing the bottom as it went. I can tell I am in a assembly line built similar to a bridge with walls being tall enough for someone to go reach their arm/leg out.

The assembly line seems familiar.

"Glad you could make it here,Miss Strange," Mr Jrones said.

I lower my hand looking over towards the sound of his voice.

"You must really like getting your business destroyed," I said.

"Nothing of a problem," Mr Jrones said. "We can get the repairs done in a week after you are gone." He puts his arms on the rail. "There are five main waves to a sea of Metacla."

"How is that relevant?" I ask.

"Wave one; knocks you down and soaks you in metal," Mr Jrones said. "Wave two; prevents you from moving." He nods to a much younger woman. The young woman flips a switch. "Wave three; gets inside through your open mouth. Wave four;you are not able to move."

A couple of red lights beam up above the doorway.

"Wave five; your mouth is sealed," Mr Jrones explains. "You cannot see;but you can definitely hear. The waves continue and then you're dead after the last five waves. The Metacla soaks through your skin.The last you'll ever see is gray material rushing towards you."

"What if someone was to be taken out between wave three and five?" I ask.

"You can't move either way," Mr Jrones said. "Sadly Mr Winters could not move being killed by what will save millions."

My heart sunk.

I feel more guilt.

Sam is dead.

"What?" I ask.

"He died on the last wave," Mr Jrones said. "And between those waves...they will never be able to walk again."

"What if they were superhuman?" I ask.

"That would be a miracle they make a remarkable recovery," Mr Jrones said. "And by the way...There is one thing you didn't remove—which will get fried by the metacla—-that still works."