Adam POV I watched Aurora step over the threshold of the cabin, her movements fluid and strong now that her body had finished its healing cycle. She looked like a survivor again, but my gut twisted with the knowledge of the trap she was walking into. She thought she was heading toward a sanctuary; I knew she was walking into a meat grinder fueled by a lie. The army at Fort Bliss was a masterclass in deception. Every soldier there, including the boys like Theo, had been "processed" with a chip. It was a clever piece of biological engineering—it manipulated the feed in their tactical scopes, flipping the world upside down. To those boys, the aliens looked "Green," signaling they were on the same side. Anyone without a chip—anyone like Aurora—showed up as a bright, glowing "Red." To a kid

