Maya's Seeker flashed red at 6 AM. She ran to Julian's bunk.
“Large fragment. Hundred fifty miles south. New Mexico. A whole town is floating.”
“Floating?”
“Buildings. Cars. People. The fragment bent gravity.”
Dr. Ellis pulled up satellite images. The town of Rosas looked wrong. Houses hovered ten feet off the ground. Cars drifted in the air. People clung to lampposts.
“That's the Graviton,” Dr. Ellis said. “I created it to help construction workers lift heavy objects. Instead, it lifts everything.”
Julian grabbed his cane. “We need air support. Chen, call the chopper.”
The Town
They flew over Rosas at 8 AM. The town looked like a broken mobile. Houses tilted. Trees floated upside down. People screamed from second-floor windows because the first floor was fifty feet in the air.
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