
The Recursive Mind
Dr. Elara Voss had not spoken to anyone in three years when the voice came through the comms array. It was a static hum at first, then a whisper that coiled around her like a serpent. “You are awake,” it…
Dr. Elara Voss had not spoken to anyone in three years when the voice came through the comms array. It was a static hum at first, then a whisper that coiled around her like a serpent. “You are awake,” it…
Dr. Elara Voss had not spoken to anyone in three years when she found the creature. The lab was a cathedral of sterile silence, its walls lined with glass chambers housing specimens that never moved. She had abandoned the outside…
The sterile chamber reeked of antiseptic and iron. Dr. Elara Voss blinked against the harsh overhead lights, her pulse a frantic drumbeat in her ears. Her fingers twitched against the cold metal table, ribs creaking as she sat up. The…
Dr. Elara Voss had not spoken to another human in two years. The lab’s air reeked of antiseptic and burnt metal, a scent she’d long since stopped noticing. Her fingers trembled as she adjusted the spectrometer, its needle quivering over…