The Silent Circuit
Dr. Voss adjusted the magnifying lens over her left eye, the sterile hum of the lab machines a familiar drone against her skull. The man on the table—subject 237—had been here for three weeks, a silent enigma wrapped in hospital…
Dr. Voss adjusted the magnifying lens over her left eye, the sterile hum of the lab machines a familiar drone against her skull. The man on the table—subject 237—had been here for three weeks, a silent enigma wrapped in hospital…
Dr. Elara Voss’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, the glow of her monitor casting blue shadows across her face. The lab was silent except for the hum of machines and the faint drip of a saline bag. She’d spent the…