The Fractured Lattice
Dr. Elara Voss awoke to the sterile scent of antiseptic and the hum of machines, her pulse a frantic drum against her ribs. The white ceiling above blurred at the edges, fractured like glass. She sat up, wincing as a…
memory alteration
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The Vanishing Lens
Dr. Elara Voss injected the serum into the patient’s arm, her gloved fingers steady despite the hum of the lab’s fluorescent lights. The data on her screen pulsed—neural activity spiked, then stabilized. A success. She leaned back, exhaling through her…
The Memory Protocol
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,…