The safe house in Veridian was silent.
James stood at the window, watching the rain fall over the city. The data from the Absolute's facility was stored, analyzed, cross-referenced. Every secret had been uncovered. Every lie had been exposed.
But something was wrong.
He could feel it in his bones. A presence. A weight pressing down on him from somewhere beyond comprehension. The Absolute was gone, but something had taken its place.
Elena appeared beside him. "You've been standing there for hours. What are you thinking about?"
James turned from the window. "The Absolute was the source of everything. The creator of all creators. But when I destroyed it, something else emerged."
"What do you mean?"
James pulled up a file. "The data from the void. There are references to something calle
