Two hours remaining.
Dr. Chen's subjects were positioning quantum containment equipment around the facility when every screen in our quarters activated simultaneously. The real X's face appeared. Not the three bodies. Something else. A digital composite. A consciousness manifesting through technology.
"Dr. Sarah Chen," the real X said pleasantly. "Did you think I wouldn't notice your subjects moving through my facility? Did you think eighty years of experience taught me nothing about detecting betrayal?"
Subject Seven lunged for the door. It sealed before he reached it. Quantum locks engaging. Reality hardening around us.
"And Subject Seven. My disappointing fragment. The one who developed that problematic conscience. Still trying to play hero despite knowing heroes die first in storie
