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Truth be told, Senna never enjoyed being within the area of squad 12. With all of the captain’s strange experiments and atmosphere, there was no telling what was going on within these walls.
Almost as if on queue, a loud scream echoed throughout the lab, sending a shiver down Senna’s spine. She quickly turned and rushed toward the source of the loud wail. There was no way she could ignore something like that. For all she knew, someone could have wound up hurt.
Rushing through the doorway, the first person she spotted was a young woman with glasses. “Are you alright?! What happened?!”
Trial Number Nineteen, a failure-- nay, a total disaster! Niko screamed the admonishment in her mind, but all that manifested was a scream of pain and surprise as the monstrous claw of the Hollow reached from the experimental gate which the Twelfth Division had been testing, and ripping the flesh of her left leg just as she was about to reach for her zanpakutō, causing her to drop on one knee while crimson streamed from her open wound.
The Hollow squinted, eyeing the injured researcher with fleeting interest before spreading its wings and flying through the ceiling of the laboratory. Niko stumbled on her backside and shielded her head with her arms while debris fell and followed in the wake of the monster’s flight. Had she engaged the Hollow any sooner then she would have been buried under the rubble herself.
Niko’s eyes darted towards the doorway, tense at first but slightly easing at the sight of another Shinigami whose approach was nothing short of urgent. At that moment, the adrenaline was beginning to be drained by fatigue. “A Hollow,” She managed between weary huffs while her pained gaze shifted to the gaping hole which defaced the room’s ceiling. “It went through there...”
