"Subject 7," the man said, scribbling a note. "The diamond heist scenario again? Honestly, Elias, your subconscious is remarkably repetitive."
Suddenly, the vault doors slammed shut with a deafening thud . The lights didn't just flicker; they turned a deep, bruising violet. "Sarah?" Elias hissed. Only static answered. 7 : What a Twist!
Ten miles down the road, Elias pulled over. He reached into his pocket—the pocket of a hospital gown that shouldn't have had anything in it. He pulled out the . "Subject 7," the man said, scribbling a note