Inside, the air is stale and sterile, a sharp contrast to the chaotic wilds above. The hatch seals behind you with a hiss, and you find yourself in a forgotten laboratory. Broken monitors flicker with static, their cracked screens reflecting the soft pulse of emergency lights. Rows of shattered incubators line the walls—some still filled with fragments of leathery eggs, long since broken from within. The silence is deafening.

In the far corner, a reinforced containment unit glows faintly—the DNA Core Vault. Its sleek casing hums with power, untouched by the ruin around it. Whatever secrets this place once held, the Core is the last of them. You step forward, the gravity of your choice pressing in like the jungle canopy above.