The first thing Asher noticed was that silence had a texture now.Not the absence of sound. Not the quiet of empty mountains or abandoned highways. This was something deeper, the kind of silence that existed between dimensions, the space where no vibration could travel because there was no medium to carry it. He could feel it against his consciousness the way a hand feels water. Cool. Dense. Alive in its own way.He was standing in Subject Zero's private dimension, but it looked different now. Before, it had been vast and complex, filled with structures he lacked the vocabulary to name. Now he could name all of them. He could see their purpose, their construction, the dimensional stitching that held each one together. He could see the weaknesses too, the places where void contamination had crept in at the edges, so small that Subject Zero hadn't noticed yet.He pointed it out to her without thinking.She stared at the spot for a long moment. Then she looked at him with something that