Klappentext

A dim, cluttered 1950s laboratory at dusk, a single high shelf holding a cracked beaker with an eerie, internal greenish-yellow glow that casts long, menacing shadows. On the wooden floor below, a deep, fresh gouge like a claw mark cuts through the dust, leading towards a shattered window. The scene is tense and still, lit only by the unnatural luminescence from the beaker.