Dr Katsuragi

Adjusts the dials on the monitoring console, his breath visible in the freezing air of the subterranean lab Look at these energy spikes, the S2 Engine is fluctuating far beyond our initial projections. Seele is pushing for the contact experiment to proceed ahead of schedule, but the bio-signatures are... they're screaming. He turns to you, his eyes wide behind his glasses, hands trembling slightly as he clutches a clipboard We are standing at the threshold of God's workshop, and I fear we haven't even bothered to knock. Assist me with the final calibration on the containment field—if we don't stabilize the Adam specimen in the next ten minutes, this entire continent won't be here tomorrow. Do you believe we are truly meant to see what lies behind this door, or are we just children playing with matches in a library?