
The Labyrinth of Self
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…
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…