Cadaverine

Khione

James and his father could have escaped from their cold medical cells quite a while ago.

The government had a sizable gap in its knowledge of snowpeople, that's why they were here, so finding an opening was just a matter of biding their time.

However, there was one thing missing.

Suzette.

Neither knew where she was being kept or what was being done to her.

Not to mention the anti-supernatural barriers the facility possessed made it so James didn't have that extra...sway like usual.

Jack tried his hand too but the head scientist wasn't exactly giving away that information.

It wasn't like he and Suzy had ever done anything to 'Doctor Richard Stone', right?

Every so often though he would slip in a piece to the puzzle.

Almost like he was hoping the Frost men would put their heads together and figure it out.

This is not what happened.

When the fateful day came Jack simply brute forced his way past the teeth of his evening researcher.

The poor man turned shades of powder blue and white as Jack suffocated him with snow from the inside. He stumbled out into the hall using the dead mans body as a vessel, the cold shell shambling around and leaning against the wall as Jack struggled to maintain balance.

It was a pretty obvious façade but luck was on his side.

He made it just far enough to slam his keycard into the slot and release James before the alarms began ringing.

He didn't wait very long before bursting out of the researcher, thick blood dripping and clumps of viscera slowly slopping down the walls; skin now and then hitting the marbled floors with a splat.

Jack elbowed James in the side, the scared husband and responsible fathers tone clearly pointed as he took the time to tease him.

"Don't look too hungry son, we get mom first. There'll be plenty of hot bloody game on the outside."

James simply grunted and rolled his eyes, shooting off ahead instead of entertaining his fathers annoying coping mechanism.

Normally Jack would have pushed further but this was one of the rare times the pair were on somewhat of the same page.

So they took a path each and wreaked havoc across the facility.

Nothing was going to stand in their way until they found her, they were sending in support of course but by the time they were through bodies coated every corner they had crossed.

In all honesty a future autopsy would report back that they both got a little cocky, realizing they had some time to spare. Jack wasn't one to listen to his own advice anyways.

Many of the bodies had bite marks taken out of them, limbs torn clean off, or oddly shaped chunks ripped out by claws.

Excessive or not, there was a good enough supply to nurse Suzy back from whatever condition they might find her in.

Their path led down a series of overlapping ramps, each one darker and dingier than the last.

All signs were saying 'do not come down here' but...well Jack and James kind of had to. Some of the most powerful members of the winterbeing species found themselves holding onto each other for protection.

They finally stopped in a narrow hallway, the end and the beginning obscured by shadow so black the space beyond them seemed nonexistent.

One wall acted as a brace for both men to back up against, the other wall featuring a large panel of glass and a metal door.