Caroline, fatigued in the extreme, stumbled out of the access corridor and into the main hallway. Her footsteps echoed down the concrete passage.
She collapsed against a wall.
The sound of footsteps didn't disappear. Caroline, suddenly alert again, readied her gun, and looked back down the service corridor, down towards the now-dormant Atom Forge.
The footsteps weren't coming from that direction.
Turning as quickly as she could, she looked up the main hallway.
A figure was standing underneath the glaring halogen lights.
Blinded by the brightness, Caroline didn't recognise the figure. She knew it wasn't a mutation; those had all died when she had killed the Forge. And it looked like a regular man anyway.
Caroline called out. "Who- who's there?"