Making their way outside, the team gathers to collect themselves and apply a more permanent bandage to Mbeki’s wounds. Mbeki recounts the events of the power failure.

“It happened so quickly. We were about to take the stage for our presentation when the lights went out. The backup lights should have kicked on, but they didn’t. We calmed the visitors down as best we could, but as we were consulting the security staff about the next steps a man close to me just off the stage was tackled by a raptor. I rushed to him and pushed the creature. It turned on me and grabbed my leg, pulling me about ten feet down the aisle. The guard shot at it and it ran. It was chaos. People were screaming and running, flooding out of the dark room. I crawled my way over to the Genetics Storage room and locked myself in.”

Mbeki winces in pain, taking a moment to compose himself.

“There should have been failsafes in place to prevent a sitewide shutdown. ADAM should have been able to see this coming as it was happening and quarantined the affected areas, limiting exposure to the entire facility. Either the failsafe routines were tampered with, or ADAM is malfunctioning in some way.”

As they pick him up, urging him forward to head to extraction, he pulls free, leaning back against the wall.

“I cannot leave the facility without the backup copies of my research and scrubbing the servers. If the content of those drives is leaked to the public, the company would be finished, and many people would go to prison.”

After a heated discussion, Seraph agrees to escort him to the R&D wing in the prototype facility.