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CHAPTER 9 – The Ghost Frequency
Author: Ibechi
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The tunnel opened into a forgotten maintenance chamber, a cavern of rusted steel and dripping pipes. The light from Elara’s skin had faded, leaving only the soft amber glow of a dying emergency lamp overhead.

Stephen leaned against the wall, catching his breath. His clothes were torn, his knuckles raw. But his eyes were fixed on her like he was afraid to blink and lose her again.

“You’re real,” he said quietly.

Elara smiled faintly. “You keep saying that.”

“Because it keeps surprising me.”

She took a slow step closer. “You saved me once. Now it’s my turn.”

He frowned. “You think we can save anyone now?”

She looked at her hands, the faint traces of light still threading her veins. “Maybe not everyone. But something happened to us back there, Stephen. When we touched.”

“Yeah,” he said, rubbing his chest. “Felt like someone plugged me into a lightning storm.”

“It wasn’t just a shock.” Her voice trembled. “It was information. I saw things. Memories that weren’t mine.”

He met her eyes. “Wh
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