He woke to stillness.No sky. No ground. Just endless white, soft as fog, sharp as light. The air didn’t move, yet it hummed, faint and low, like a machine idling somewhere inside his bones.Jason sat up slowly. His body felt whole, but wrong, too smooth, too light. When he looked at his hands, they shimmered faintly, like heat rising off metal.The voice came from nowhere and everywhere. “Don’t fight the reboot.”He turned. The woman, his mirror, stood several feet away, barefoot on the blank floor that wasn’t floor at all. Her skin no longer glowed blue; it pulsed silver.Jason swallowed hard. “Where are we?”“Layer Two,” she said softly. “A test environment. Half digital, half cerebral. The place between you and the world.”He rose to his feet, every motion echoed by a half-second delay. When he moved, the space around him rippled.Jason said, “You brought me here.”Her expression didn’t change. “We brought us.”He paced a slow circle, trying to spot edges. There were none. “If thi