Ethan’s first week was quiet. He ate soup. Learned card tricks from Marcus. Stopped making copies.
Then Mira’s prediction marble went dark.
“Not broken,” she said. “Blind. Something is blocking every future.”
“That’s impossible,” Julian said.
“That’s what’s happening.”
Kira listened. Heard nothing. “The fragment is silent too.”
“A fragment that hides from prediction and hearing?” Dara asked. “What does it want?”
The warehouse door opened. A woman walked in. Young. Brown hair. Smiling.
“Hello. My name is Nora. I’m here to help.”
“Help with what?” Pip asked.
“The fragment you can’t see. The one that’s been watching you since the beginning.”
The Reveal
Nora sat on the couch. Everyone circled her.
“I created the first fragment. Before Morrow. Before the company. I’m the reason any
