CONTAINMENT: BUILDING 9 - FIRST CONTACT
CONTAINMENT: BUILDING 9 FIRST CONTACT **2:47 PM - Apartment 2B** Sophie Park had always loved lazy Sunday afternoons, but none had ever felt quite as perfect as this one. She stepped out of the shower, steam curling around her petite frame like silk scarves as she wrapped herself in a plush white towel. At twenty-six, she'd finally found the kind of life she'd always dreamed of: a job she loved as a freelance graphic designer, a girlfriend who made her laugh until her sides hurt, and a cozy apartment in a building that was just cheap enough to be affordable but nice enough to feel like home. The afternoon sun streamed through their gauzy curtains, casting everything in a golden glow that made even their secondhand furniture look expensive. "Babe?" she called to Maya, who was sprawled on their weathered leather couch, laptop balanced on her knees. "The water pressure's being weird again. Felt almost... tingly?" Maya Torres looked up from her c...