
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…
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…