CHAPTER 22: THE SHADOW FILTERS
POV: SERGEANT BRAVO ㅤ I didn’t wait for the rain to stop before heading back inside. My throat was still burning from the Bone-Walker’s grip, and every time I swallowed, I could taste the metallic tang of ozone. ㅤ I kicked the door of our hideout shut, the sound echoing through the empty warehouse. Jace was still hunched over his consoles, but he wasn’t typing. He was staring at the Legacy Drive, his face pale in its golden glow. ㅤ "You saw it, didn't you?" I asked, dropping my rifle on the table with a heavy thud. ㅤ [ Jace: I didn't just see it, Bravo. I felt it. The drive’s temperature dropped to absolute zero for three seconds. That shouldn't be physically possible. ] ㅤ Jace turned his chair around, his eyes wide. "That wasn't just a signal spike. That was... that was Sarah. S
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