-v5.12.0 Public- -westane- | The Company

He found the body slumped against a shattered glass enclosure. A woman. Lab coat. Her badge read . Her eyes were open. Not dead from trauma. Dead from something slower. Something that had crystallized her veins into a frosty silver lattice.

”In the event of biological integration, no separation between employee and employer shall be recognized.”

Westane broke into a run.