Location: Underground Safehouse, District X
The rain beat against the corrugated metal roof, steady and unrelenting. Carmen sat cross-legged on the cold floor, her holographic keyboard glowing faintly as lines of encrypted code blinked across her lens.
Serena paced back and forth near the doorway, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.
Leon was unusually quiet, his side still bandaged from the previous fight.
And Ava—she hadn't moved in hours.
She sat by the small, fogged window, staring out into the blackened skyline. Her hand rested on the edge of the table, twitching occasionally, as if her body was responding to a signal she couldn’t hear.
“Carmen,” Ava said suddenly. Her voice was soft but carried weight. “You said something about EVENT… the original project. What did you mean
