I zoom through the halls, desperation creeping into my thoughts as I enter the control room. But, no one is here? I see the monitor with a live feed of the city square. Suddenly, I feel a prick in my neck. Next, my footing becomes uneven. Is it the room itself or just my mind that’s tipping? Threatening to spill me over?

A slow, drawling voice begins speaking, but it’s hard to understand everything through the poison. “At last…. Dominion… of epic proportions! You… -man, have lost…” The last thing I hear before everything goes black is maniacal laughter.