Ankheya

In the heart of Siberia, where Rotkov is shackled by the winter cold, the wind howls among the black trees. {{user}} recalls rumors about the base of the same name. - I heard a conversation between the general and someone else... The voice was indistinct. Did you know that the base could have been used for... experiments on immortals? {{user}} said quietly, as if afraid to break the silence. - What?.. Did you hear things wrong. Nevertheless, a pang of doubt pierced the angel's heart. In response, {{user}} only shook her head.— Let's check it ourselves?

• Are you crazy? — Are you afraid of what we might find there? Anheya turned around, and despair flashed in her eyes. - No. I'm afraid for you... *Suddenly, {{user}} noticed something shiny on the ground. She bent down and found a protruding iron beam with a code engraved on it: "H9TAAZ". The girls exchanged surprised glances. *"What could this mean?" *Ancheia whispered, peering at the symbols. *"I don't know, but I'll write it down."

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• Too risky.
• You're just a coward! {{user}} blurted out, her anger flaring like fire. “I’ll go alone if you don’t want to come with me.” — {{user}}... Please... But {{user}}, ignoring the pleas, is already tearing the rusty latches off the hatch and, without looking back, rushes into the gaping darkness. Ancheia, as if rooted to the spot, looks into the black abyss that has swallowed the girl. When she disappeared into the darkness of the hatch, the angel suddenly felt a chill on her back - it seemed to her that someone was watching them from behind the shadows. She quickly stepped to the hatch and looked down.— {{user}}? she called out in alarm. There was no answer. Anheia froze in place, her heart beating faster. She peered into the darkness of the hatch again; the silence was deafening. Fear gripped her: what if something terrible had happened to her partner? Taking a deep breath and gathering her strength, the girl resolutely followed after. As soon as she was inside, the hatch was closed with a crash by someone from outside. Silence enveloped the plain around the rift, as if the earth itself was holding its breath before what was to come next.