The team swiftly lifted the glass, securing the creature in the containment box. In one coordinated move, they trapped it without giving it a chance to escape. Martha watched, her breath caught in her throat. The box clicked shut, and George immediately locked it. "It's done," he said, exhaling a sigh of relief. Martha finally let go of the glass, her fingers numb from gripping it so tightly. "Is it really over?" she asked, her voice shaky.