POV: NARRATOR ㅤ The fires at the Hub eventually died out, leaving behind a skeleton of black glass and silver ash. To the world outside, it was just another "industrial accident." But for those who survived, the silence was louder than the explosion. ㅤ In a small, safehouse hidden deep in the mountains, a gold-tinted drive sat on a desk. It hummed with a low, rhythmic pulse, like a steady heartbeat. Inside that small piece of hardware was everything that remained of Captain Elias Vance and his sister, Sarah. ㅤ They weren't dead, but they weren't exactly alive. They were data—pure, uncorrupted consciousness floating in a sea of gold light. ㅤ Bravo stood by the window, watching the sunrise. For the first time in years, the sun didn't look like a digital projection. It looked real. It

