CHAPTER 5
288 Words
Lyra pulled Kael through a maze of crooked alleyways, twisting around abandoned buildings until the noise of the chase faded behind them. The Dominion’s alarms boomed far away now — a deep, metallic roar that washed over the city like a storm warning.
“Where are we going?” Kael asked between breaths.
“Somewhere they can’t track you,” Lyra replied, not slowing.
“But the Arbiters—”
“Forget the Arbiters. You triggered a global fluctuation. They’ll be resetting the entire tracking grid. That buys us five minutes.”
“That’s not enough.”
“It’s all we need.”
She suddenly stopped before a rusted metal door half-buried behind a wall of broken crates. It looked like nothing — a forgotten storage shed.
Lyra slammed her palm on the door.
A scanner glowed, sweeping a green light across her handprint.
ACCESS GRANTED.
The walls shifted with a soft grind, and the “storage shed” split open like a mechanical shell.
Inside wasn’t darkness.
It was a descending platform lit with shimmering crystal tubes, humming with strange energy.
Kael stepped back. “What is this place?”
Lyra grabbed his wrist again. “Home. Or at least the closest thing people like us get.”
The platform began to lower underground, sealing the metal door above them.
Kael stared at her.
“People like us?”
Lyra smiled. Not a friendly smile — a knowing one.
“You think you’re the first anomaly?” she asked. “The first to break the Hierarchy’s perfect little system?”
Kael swallowed. “You mean… there are others?”
“Oh yes.” Her eyes glittered. “And they’ve been waiting for someone exactly like you.”
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