The first tremor came from beneath their feet.
It wasn’t just the vibration of machinery—it was alive, like the beating pulse of something waking beneath the Archive. The hum that had filled the air moments before deepened into a bass rumble that made the glass pods tremble in unison.
Kiera steadied herself against the nearest capsule, her pupils narrowing. “That sound—Leon, what did you trigger?”
Leon checked the console, eyes narrowing as the data lines flickered in red. “It’s not me. Something’s overriding my command.”
On-screen, a new sequence appeared, its code forming patterns that twisted across the interface in unnatural symmetry.
[PRIME ARCHETYPE—ACTIVATION SEQUENCE: INITIATED]
[LOCK STATUS: OVERRIDDEN BY ROOT AUTHORITY]
[SIGNATURE MATCH: VALE GENETIC KEY—100%]
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