The bunker alarms went off at 2 AM.
Not a drill. A real breach. Someone opened the outer door from the outside.
Leo grabbed his rifle. Dara pulled her blade. Julian grabbed his cane.
“Who has the access code?” Chen shouted.
“Only us,” Julian said. “Change it yesterday.”
“I did. Someone still got in.”
Kira closed her eyes. “Three people. Walking down the main hallway. Armed.”
“How many?” Marcus asked.
“Three. But they're not soldiers. They're different.”
“Different how?”
“Their fragments are huge. I can't hear their thoughts clearly.”
The Visitors
Three people walked into the bunker's main room. Two men. One woman. All wore gray coats. No weapons visible.
The woman stepped forward. Short gray hair. Cold eyes. “Julian Vance. I'm the Curator.”
Julian didn't move. “You sent Porte
