Minutes passed by thinking.. but no idea was good enough. Shadecaster did not come out either. Sam sent occasional lightning bolts inside the dark cocoon, but they were absorbed without any effect. Sam even used his Overload Pulse—and strangely, even that was absorbed without any noise—as if the dark goo was neutralizing all his lightning attacks somehow. The Overload Pulse should have left a giant explosion behind. Even muffled, there should have been at least some noise..
This did not feel natural.
Sam did not waste any more of his lightning. He had to figure out a way out of here. Getting a few meters away from the goo, Sam sat down on the white floor and worked his brain at full capacity while keeping his eyes on the dark cocoon.
