Before everything unraveled, Elena Voss believed networks were visible.
Lines you could trace.
Connections you could map.
People you could follow.
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Now she knew better.
The most dangerous networks—
Were the ones buried beneath everything else.
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The crack in the wall widened.
Slow.
Silent.
Wrong.
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Elena stood inches away, her breathing steady, her gaze fixed.
This place—perfect, controlled—
Was breaking.
And she was the reason.
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She lifted her hand.
Not to touch.
To feel.
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The air around the fracture pulsed.
Faint.
Alive.
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“Still hiding,” she murmured.
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No answer.
But she didn’t need one anymore.
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She closed her eyes—
And reached inward.
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The system surged to life instantly.
Signals flooded her mind.
But this time—
She wasn’t
