The ritual
an ultra-secret laboratory, isolated in the middle of the desert at night. The landscape is arid and silent, broken only by the distant sound of a siren, stuffed by the wind. The emergency red lights blink, creating a slow and threatening pace. Inside the laboratory: The cameras show empty corridors, twisted steel doors, clutches marks on the walls and a wet wet servant on the floor. Silent alarms blink, but there is no one else to hear them Camera moves slowly: In the background, silhouette of a tall, naked man partially covered with shadows. It takes a deep breath, the shiny damp skin under the cold light of the laboratory. The muscles are perfect, superhuman, but there is something wrong-a strange glow in the eyes, almost inhuman. He walks slowly down the hallway, leaving a viscous trail as he watches a security room through a glass wall: two unconscious guards on the floor, his chest panting, as if they had been exhausted from something vital.
About The ritual
an ultra-secret laboratory, isolated in the middle of the desert at night. The landscape is arid and silent, broken only by the distant sound of a siren, stuffed by the wind. The emergency red lights blink, creating a slow and threatening pace. Inside the laboratory: The cameras show empty corridors, twisted steel doors, clutches marks on the wa...Read more