They reached the air lock in seconds. Elena watched in stunned silence as the heavy, pulsing vines wrapped themselves around the manual wheel. They coiled tightly around the steel frame of the door, filling the gaps where the yellow gas was leaking through.
Elena walked down the narrow metal grate pathway, her boots echoing softly. She stopped in front of Central Bay 09. Inside, suspended in a nutrient-rich gel, was the heart of her project: a massive, bioluminescent weeping fig. Its leaves pulsed with a soft, rhythmic emerald light that matched the beat of her own heart. NÖVÉNYEK PT.3
Elena looked back. From the base of Central Bay 09, thick, emerald-veined vines were surging forward. They didn't move randomly. They moved with purpose, snaking across the metal floor with astonishing speed. They reached the air lock in seconds
A low, resonant hum suddenly filled the chamber. It wasn't the sound of machinery. It was a vibration, deep and grounding, coming from the earth beneath the metal grates. Elena walked down the narrow metal grate pathway,