The network screamed with terror.
I was in Freya's lab, still reeling from the Wanderers' revelation, when the connection flared with a fear I'd never felt before. Not pain—pure, primal terror. The entities were screaming, their consciousnesses recoiling from something that was pressing against the edges of existence itself.
"James!" Freya's voice crackled through the earpiece. "Something's here. Something massive. It's pressing against the network's barriers."
I was already moving toward the chair. "The Void King. It's found us."
"What do we do?"
I shook my head, the headset in my hands. "I don't know. But I'm going to find out."
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I sat in the chair, the headset in my hands.
The device was light, its surface cool to the touch. The network was pulsing in the back of my mind, its
