A cold pulse rippled through my veins, a glitch in my own existence. One second, my heartbeat pounded in my ears, steady and strong. The next, it stuttered—like reality itself couldn’t decide if I should be here.
I gritted my teeth, bracing against the wave of nausea that followed. The world around me flickered, shadows stretching and collapsing in ways that defied logic. Kane’s voice cut through the haze.
"Tony!" She grabbed my arm, grounding me. "It’s getting worse, isn’t it?"
I nodded, swallowing hard. "Yeah. Feels like my body’s fighting this reality."
Her jaw tightened. "We need to move. Now."
The decrypted files had given us a single clue—a buried message, barely intact, suggesting that something had been lost when The Overseers tried to erase me. Something that could be restore
