The armored vehicle hurtled through the night, weaving through deserted streets. Phoenix's eyes met mine in the rearview mirror.
"Hold on, Ethan. We're almost there."
Maya's grip on my arm tightened. "Where are we going?"
Nova's voice was low and urgent. "The Haven. It's our last secure location."
Elijah's phone crackled with static. "We've got company. Agency reinforcements."
The vehicle surged forward, tires screeching. Suddenly, a massive steel gate loomed ahead.
"The Haven," Phoenix announced, as the gate slid open.
We entered a fortified compound, surrounded by towering walls and razor wire.
A figure emerged from the shadows, eyes locked onto mine.
"Welcome, Ethan," Dr. Samantha Taylor said, her voice warm. "I've been expecting you."
I felt a mix of emotions: relief, curiosity, and wariness.
"What is this place?" I asked.
Dr. Taylor smiled. "The Haven is a sanctuary for those seeking truth. And you, Ethan, are the key."