Dr. Elara Voss typed the password, her fingers trembling against the keyboard. The screen flickered to life, revealing a folder labeled *Project Lumen*—a name she didn’t recognize. Her breath hitched as she clicked it open, revealing encrypted files marked with…
Dr. Lira Voss adjusted the headset for the third time, her fingers brushing against the cold metal of the neural interface. The lab hummed around her, a sterile symphony of beeps and flickering screens. She had designed this machine herself,…
Dr. Lila Voss had never been one for small talk. Her world was the sterile hum of the lab, the sharp scent of antiseptic, and the quiet thrill of decoding the brain’s labyrinth. She lived alone in a converted warehouse…