BIG SHOCK, Animal Testing Has Moved On To Anna! | General Hospital Spoilers

Port Charles is about to plunge into its darkest and most twisted storyline yet. General Hospital spoilers reveal that Anna Devane’s disappearance was far more sinister than anyone imagined — and when she finally awakens, it’s not in a hospital bed but in a nightmare built from metal, machines, and madness.

Anna’s eyes flutter open to pitch-black silence. The air is damp and cold, vibrating faintly with the hum of unseen machinery. Her head aches, her vision spins, and for a brief moment, she can’t remember who she is or how she got here. But as the fog clears, panic takes its place. She calls out — first a whisper, then a desperate scream — but her voice falls flat against steel walls. No response. Just the steady, merciless hum of life support systems and hidden monitors. When she tries to move, she realizes her wrists and ankles are bound. Whoever brought her here didn’t plan to let her go.

Even now, her instincts as a former spy snap into action. She studies her surroundings — a windowless lab, concrete floors, and in one corner, a blinking red camera. Someone is watching her. And then, from a nearby speaker, a crackle of static fills the room.

At first, it’s just noise. Then, slowly, a voice emerges — low, rasping, and horrifyingly familiar.

“Hello, Anna.”

Her heart stops cold. That voice… it can’t be. Caesar Faison — her long-dead tormentor, her shadow from a past that should have stayed buried. The voice taunts her, laughing softly as though mocking her fear. “You didn’t think it would end that easily, did you?”

Anna shakes her head violently. This isn’t real. Faison is gone. She saw the proof. But the sound is too clear, too vivid — not an echo from memory but something manufactured. Then, in the middle of her panic, realization hits. It’s not Faison at all. It’s technology. Someone’s using his voice to torture her.

And only one name makes sense — Jen Sidwell. The elusive mastermind with a taste for psychological warfare. He’s brilliant, corrupt, and heartless — the perfect successor to Faison’s deranged legacy.

As the pieces fall into place, a calm, mechanical voice returns through the speakers:
“You are on your way to a new life, Anna.”

Those words feel like a knife to her chest. “A new life” — a threat disguised as a promise.

For months, strange rumors have haunted the halls of General Hospital — whispers of unauthorized research, secret experiments, and human trials masquerading as “advanced medicine.” And now Anna knows the truth. She’s become the newest test subject.

Sidwell’s research, once hidden under grants and false charity work, involves genetic manipulation and neural reconstruction — experiments that cross every ethical boundary. At his side are two dangerous allies: Britt Westbourne, a doctor with a chilling lack of conscience, and Professor Henry Dalton, a once-renowned scientist now trapped under Sidwell’s thumb.

Anna remembers that before her abduction, she had been investigating Nathan West’s mysterious return from the dead — a case that never added up. Nathan had been shot by Faison years ago and pronounced dead. Yet, seven years later, he reappeared with fractured memories and no explanation for the lost time. Now Anna understands — Nathan wasn’t revived. He was recreated.

And now, strapped to a lab table, she’s next.

When the lab door opens, Britt Westbourne enters with cold precision. “You should feel honored,” she tells Anna flatly. “You’re about to make history.”

Anna glares through the pain. “You have no idea what you’re doing.”
“Oh, I do,” Britt replies. “We’re giving you a second chance.”

Dalton stands behind her, pale and trembling. “She’s not ready,” he mutters. But Britt silences him with a glare. Sidwell’s voice returns over the speaker, chilling and calm: “Don’t worry, Anna. You’ll thank me when it’s over.”

Meanwhile, across Port Charles, Emma Scorpio-Drake, Anna’s niece, has grown suspicious. A brilliant young mind like her mother and grandmother before her, Emma has been tracking odd data patterns from Britt’s research division. When she finds records of unethical animal testing escalating toward human subjects, her fear becomes certainty: Anna’s disappearance is no coincidence.

One night, Emma and two friends break into Sidwell’s facility. The corridors smell of chemicals and metal. Her hands shake as she swipes Britt’s stolen key card — and the door opens.

Inside, under the harsh white light, lies Anna — pale, restrained, wires and tubes weaving from her arms. Britt’s surgical tools glint nearby. “Aunt Anna?” Emma whispers. But Anna doesn’t answer. The only sound is the steady rhythm of a monitor.

Then, alarms blare. Red lights flash. The facility erupts into chaos. Britt bursts in, her face twisted with fury. Behind her, Dalton pleads, “Britt, stop this! She’s just a child!”

Sidwell’s voice booms from every speaker: “Welcome to your new beginning.”

Emma’s fear turns to rage. “You’re using Faison’s voice to control her!” she screams. Britt hesitates — for the first time, her mask cracks. “That’s not me,” she says quietly. “That’s Sidwell.”

Dalton whispers, “He’s always watching.”

When guards storm in, Emma acts on instinct, grabbing a metal tray and striking the nearest one. Then she races to the control panel, her trembling hands finding the emergency release. The restraints unlock with a click — and Anna’s eyes flutter open.

Dalton rushes forward, tearing wires from the machines. “Take her and run!” he yells. But before they can escape, Sidwell’s calm, distorted voice fills the lab: “No one leaves.”

Hidden panels slide open, revealing defense drones that fire electric bolts across the room. Sparks rain down as alarms wail. Britt and Dalton drag Anna from the table, Emma helping to steady her. They escape through a side door as the lab explodes behind them.

In a dark corridor, they stop to breathe. “He’s lost control,” Dalton mutters.
“He never had control,” Britt spits back.

But the real horror begins when Anna murmurs something faintly: “He’s in my head… I can hear him.”

Britt freezes. Dalton’s face drains of color. “Oh God — the neural implant.”

Emma demands an explanation. Dalton explains that Sidwell implanted a device in Anna’s brain to stabilize her during the “procedure.” But now, he’s using it to control her — directly.

The group flees through underground tunnels, trying to find an exit. As they run, Dalton reveals Sidwell’s ultimate goal — the continuation of Faison’s dream: consciousness transfer. The ability to upload a mind, replicate it, and implant it into a new body. Not resurrection — replication. Nathan West was proof it worked, but not perfectly.

They reach a locked door. Dalton tries his badge. Red light. Denied. Then Anna stirs again — but her voice isn’t hers.

“You can’t run from me.”

Faison’s tone, coming from Anna’s lips.

Britt grabs a syringe. “I can reset her brain manually.” But before she can, Anna’s hand shoots out, gripping Britt’s wrist with impossible strength. “You can’t stop what’s already begun.”

Britt injects the serum. Anna collapses. Emma catches her, sobbing. Dalton shouts that the dose could kill her. Britt snaps, “Or save her. He’s using her as a prototype for mind replication — I won’t let him finish!”

As alarms scream again, Britt tears open an electrical panel. “Sidwell’s controlling the system through the main servers. If I cut the power, we can sever his access — but the entire lab will collapse.”

Emma pleads, “You’ll destroy everything!”
“That’s the point,” Britt says softly.

She flips the final switch. The world goes black. A massive explosion shakes the ground. The facility crumbles.

They crawl through smoke and rubble until they emerge into the night air. Behind them, the lab burns. Dalton collapses. “We destroyed the servers,” he says, “but if the code’s in her neural link…”

Britt finishes his thought grimly. “Then Sidwell isn’t dead. Not entirely.”

And as the flames reflect in Emma’s tear-filled eyes, Anna stirs once more. She turns to her niece — and when she speaks, it’s Faison’s voice that comes out.

“Hello, Emma.”

Emma stumbles back in horror. Anna — or whatever is inside her — smiles faintly. “You shouldn’t be afraid, my dear. This is only the beginning.”

Far away, in the shadows of Port Charles, Jen Sidwell watches through a flickering monitor, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

“Welcome back,” he whispers.

And with that, General Hospital begins a chilling new chapter — one that blurs the line between life, death, and the terrifying power of human experimentation.