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Chapter 17: Echoes in the Data Graveyard
Author: AR
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The basement wasn't a bunker anymore; it was a museum of dead potential. Vedic and Sanan stood in the cooling remains of the server rack, expecting a triumphant exit into a peaceful afternoon. Instead, the building beneath them gave a tectonic heave, a structural, metaphysical shiver that suggested they hadn't quite escaped the neighborhood's reach.

“Don’t tell me,” Sanan growled, gripping the wall as a light fixture above them began to flicker, turning from a standard LED bulb into a floating
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