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“A New Day” [color=gold]•[/color] Part 3
[b][sub]Coast City, California[/sub][/b][/center]
[indent]The lights in the old laboratory flickered in and out as Kara moved through the corridor carefully.

With the fight against the test experiments dealt with she hoped she could find some piece of information. In the lobby, the long banner of Metron Pharmaceuticals had fallen ajar from the steel beams holding it up. There didn’t seem to be any bodies in the laboratory. 

Which was very strange considering the spread of the industrial fire and circumstances involved.

[color=81CFFF]“I’ve got to work quickly.”[/color] Kara muttered as she focused her eyes through the walls of what was left of the biolab. [color=81CFFF]“Maybe there's something here not compromised. Something.”[/color]

The blonde-haired kryptonian looked back at where she came; through the hole that the experiments had broken through into the streets of Coast City. There was a path. Whether they were directly responsible for the fire wasn’t something she could determine, but if science fiction novels told her anything it was that experiments were never held above ground. She held her breath for a moment, as she looked through the debris and rubble. Where the path of destruction was. It was clear that the staff on the first floor had evacuated before the fire had reached them. If there was enough power she could’ve accessed the security footage… assuming it hadn’t already been wiped for evil corporation reasons. She wasn’t sure what she was even looking for. 

But before she could look she needed to clear the rest of the fire. Down to the source.

An sub-freezing gust left Kara's lips as she moved through the facility before she inevitably came upon a busted elevator shaft with the elevator safely at the bottom of the complex. Because of course it was.

[color=81CFFF]“Look out down below.”[/color]

[i][b]THNK![/b][/i]

As Kara’s feet landed hard on the metal lid of the elevator some fifteen or so floors below, the sound of blaring alarms got louder and she could hear distantly through all of the noise what was pretty recognizable to her. Bodies struggling against debris. Murmurs of pain. There were definitely people still here! Were they left for dead by those responsible? She dug her hand into the metal underneath her, ripping off the top of the elevator like it was made out of plastic.

Their co-workers may have left them for dead, but [i][b]Superwoman[/b][/i] hadn’t.[/indent]