The safe house's nondescript facade belied its state-of-the-art security. Phoenix led us through the biometric scanner, into a sleek, high-tech lair.
"Welcome to Sanctuary," Phoenix said, eyes gleaming with pride.
Nova guided me to a console, where a holographic display flickered to life. "This is the NeuroCore's raw data. Your parents' research."
I felt a shiver run down my spine. "This is it. The code."
Maya's eyes locked onto mine. "We need to decipher it, Ethan. Before the Agency does."
Suddenly, the lair's alarms blared. Phoenix's expression turned grim.
"We've been breached," Phoenix announced, drawing a pistol.
Nova's gun was already drawn. "Get Ethan to safety."
As we sprinted through the corridors, I caught glimpses of Sanctuary's defenses: turrets, traps, and elite guards.
But the Agency's team was relentless. Rachel led the charge, her eyes blazing with determination.
"We can't hold out much longer," Phoenix warned, as we reached the emergency exit.