Three days after Vegas, Leo woke up screaming.
Not from pain. From a dream. A dream that wasn’t his.
“I saw a woman,” he said, shaking. “She was trapped in a white room. No doors. No windows. She kept saying ‘find me.’”
“That’s a fragment dream,” Sara said. “Someone’s reaching out.”
Julian touched Leo’s chest. The Dreamer listened.
“It’s real,” Julian said. “There’s a fragment host buried somewhere. Underground. She’s been there for twenty years.”
“How is she alive?” Dara asked.
“The fragment is keeping her body alive. But her mind is breaking.”
The Location
Chen pulled up seismic data. “Old military bunker. Nevada desert. Off every map.”
“How do we get in?” Pip asked.
“You don’t. The bunker is collapsed. But her fragment is broadcasting. Julian can walk into her dream.”
“Dream
