The Vault shuddered beneath their feet. The sharp echoes of fractures reverberated through the metal corridors like distant thunder. Every vibration was a reminder that the recursion’s chaos was not merely a threat — it was a relentless predator, stalking them with cold precision.Kai stood at the center of the command hub, flanked by Lyra and Mags. Zan’s holographic interface flickered erratically, its AI struggling to process the onslaught of corrupted data pouring in from the fractures spreading like wildfire across the simulation layers.“Status report,” Kai demanded, voice taut with urgency.Zan’s voice hummed, synthetic and strained. “The recursion fractures are increasing in frequency and intensity. We’ve detected over seventy simultaneous breaches across multiple layers of reality. Stabilization protocols are failing.”Mags tightened her grip on her pulse rifle. “So, what? We’re going to drown in recursive collapse?”Lyra’s jaw clenched. “Not if we act fast. We need to isolate