The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 899

"Jesus Christ... what is that smell?"

Shaun, who was closest to the entrance, instantly pinched his nose and aggressively fanned the air.

But the stench was practically glued to the oxygen. It smelled like the sterile corridors of a hospital, deeply infected by something utterly putrid.

It was absolutely revolting.

Callahan quickly scanned the perimeter, hyper-aware that the escaping fumes could be toxic. He kept his voice low as he issued the order.

"Something is very wrong here. Keep your guard up and do not touch anything!"

Holding their breath against the nausea, the team filed into the room.

The flashlight beams cut through the gloom, revealing a massive, fully equipped laboratory. The circular room was packed with highly specialized medical machinery and surgical tools.

Leilani swept her flashlight along the walls, illuminating rows of cold steel shelving.

When the beam caught the massive glass cylinders lined up on the shelves, she froze, completely paralyzed by the sight.

"Holy... mother of god..."

Shaun's voice trembled behind her, dripping with pure horror.

"What the hell are these things?"

"Is that... a two-headed monkey?"

"And are those pangolins? I thought those were basically extinct! Why are they in here?"

It wasn't just the monkey. The glass vats, filled to the brim with yellowing formalin, housed dozens of grotesque, mutated nightmares—some animal, some horrifyingly humanoid.

Leilani didn't even register his questions. She sprinted toward a specific tank labeled *Experiment 734*. Staring through the thick glass at the submerged specimen, she quickly scanned the medical chart attached to the base.

The sound of thick iron chains being dragged across concrete was deafening in the quiet lab.

The team instantly snapped into combat formation, their hearts slamming into their throats.

Abel and Bason reacted first, raising their rifles in perfect unison. They aimed directly into the shadows, their muscles coiled tight as springs.

The flashlights converged, cutting through the dark to reveal the source of the noise.

Emerging from the gloom was a massive cage welded from steel bars as thick as a man's arm.

And pacing inside the cage was an absolutely enormous, battle-scarred Bengal tiger!

God only knew how long the beast had been locked in the dark. Suddenly blinded by the lights and surrounded by strangers, it grew frantically agitated.

Its massive paws slammed against the concrete as it let out a low, bone-rattling growl that vibrated through the floorboards.