In the control room, the world had become noisy. Not the kind you could hear clearly, there no single alarm or any glaring warning; but a layered, overwhelming storm of signals crashing over one another.
Screens flickered violently, some were going dark, the others kept flooding with streams of code that moving too fast to read. The floor vibrated faintly beneath their feet, as though the entire structure was reacting to something it had never been built to withstand.
Sofia stood at the center of it, her fingers hovering over the console, watching.
Tracking.
Trying to understand.
“…he’s inside the core layer,” she said under her breath, more to herself than anyone else. “Not just interfacing… not just resisting…”
She swallowed.
“He’s changing it.”
Isabella didn’t fully understand
