The fourth footage begins with a violent jolt, the image stabilize on a scene far worse than the previous days—the lab drenched in a sickly red glow, alarms flickering silently in the corner, and Bella convulsing on the bed with a stiffness that looks almost inhuman, her body bending at angles no living person should endure as Dr. Malrick Voss stands over her with a trembling excitement that borders on religious ecstasy. Her abdomen is no longer swollen—it is *moving*, rising and collapsing in slow, unnatural waves, as though something inside is crawling not just toward life but toward freedom; her skin bulges in sharp ridges, then flattens, then rises somewhere else, leaving faint bruised shadows beneath the flesh like fingerprints from another world. Voss, breathing hard through his cracked mask, whispers to the camera, "Day four… the threshold. Rouge is ready." Bella suddenly lets out a hoarse, bloodless scream that cuts off halfway, her throat locking as if an invisible hand silences her mid-cry; her arms slam down, fingers clawing into the metal bed so hard her nails snap off, blood smearing the sheets. The lights flicker rapidly—white, red, black—casting her twisting silhouette into monstrous shapes across the walls. A deep, rhythmic pounding erupts from inside her stomach, each thud heavier than the last, shaking the metal frame until bolts rattle loose and fall to the floor. Voss grabs the camera and shoves it closer, giddy and breathless. "Observe this miracle! Conscious movement—intentional emergence!" Bella's stomach suddenly caves inward, then swells violently outward, a sharp distortion stretching the skin thin enough to reveal veins glowing faint green beneath the surface. A tear in the flesh appears—not bleeding, not ripping—*opening*, like lips parting. Bella's silent scream widens her eyes until they bulge, pupils blown wide with terror as she chokes out, "Please… please…" but Voss presses a hand over her mouth, murmuring, "Hush now… your role is almost complete." The tear widens again, and something inside shifts forward—a shape pressing outward, skeletal and angular, scraping against the inside of her skin. A wet, clicking sound fills the audio, followed by a long, dragging scrape, like claws tracing the inside of metal. The emergency lights begin stuttering, then completely fail, plunging everything into darkness except for the faint glow leaking from Bella's abdomen, illuminating the room with a sick green pulse. The camera's night vision activates automatically, revealing Bella jerking violently as a thin, black, chitin-like appendage slowly pushes through the torn opening, glistening with fluid that hisses as it hits the air. Bella's body convulses so violently it lifts off the bed, and Voss whispers, trembling, "Yes… yes… be born…" More limbs push through, each sharper, heavier, forcing her open with horrific cracks as bones snap under the pressure. Bella's head falls back, mouth open in a frozen, silent scream as the creature inside her pulls itself forward,it looked normal. Next scene.voss holding it and looks at us."we succeed. Goodbye"
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Is this the end?