The air inside the facility tasted metallic, like rusted wires and static. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the latex creaking as she stepped into the chamber. The walls pulsed faintly, a deep violet hue that shifted when she moved,…
The facility hummed like a trapped insect, its steel bones creaking under the weight of storm clouds. Dr. Elara Voss stepped from the jeep, her boots crunching gravel as she stared at the structure ahead. The building was a jagged…
## Echo Bloom The wind bit at Elias’s cheeks, tasting of rust and damp coal dust. He pulled his parka tighter, the threadbare fabric offering meager defense against the November chill blanketing West Virginia. Above him, the dome of the…
## Bloom The desert shimmered, a heat haze distorting the distant mesas. Dust devils danced across the cracked earth, mimicking the chaotic churn of data flooding Dr. Aris Thorne’s console. He squinted at the screen, the red spikes a frantic…