He didn’t know how much longer he could stay in this place.
It had already been ten hours since the lab’s destruction had begun. The standard protocol would have a team sent from Spring more than three hours ago.
The small bunker was designed to withstand the self-destruction sequence, a fall-out shelter for any scientist that might have been in Wonderland.
Of course, the destruction in the upper levels was never supposed to have spread to the lowest lab. Still, he suspected Alice had been the cause of that coincidental ruin.
The heavy door of the bunker kept the fires and smoke out, but it didn’t stop the bleeding from his hand or the internal bleeding he suspected he had from being thrown against the wall.
His injuries were not life-threatening, but they were enough to keep him in constant pain for the past ten hours.
She could have killed him.
