The signal came like a pulse through the ruins — sharp, rhythmic, and wrong.
Leon stood at the edge of the rebuilt district, staring east. Beyond the cracked horizon, flashes of red and blue blinked in perfect synchronization, like a heartbeat echoing his own.
[Unidentified Network Detected.]
[Signal Frequency: 91.7 MHz – Matching Code Architecture: 89%.]
[Possible Source: Human Integration.]
He exhaled slowly. Another one.
Nova’s voice broke through the comms, static-lined and tense. “Leon, that frequency’s spreading. It’s hijacking dormant systems across three sectors.”
“How far?”
“Too far. It’s not random — it’s organized. Someone’s building something.”
Raze joined the line. “And I’m guessing it ain’t a daycare.”
Leon’s jaw tightened. “Prep a team. We move in ten.”
They rode
