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Split Mind
Chapter 19 10:00 a.m. – FBI Emergency Neuropsychiatric Wing Emily sat alone in the containment chair. Her wrists were strapped to the metal armrests, her eyes forced open by an ocular scanner. Four electrodes hummed gently on her temples. White light bathed the room, and the observation glass in front of her showed a dozen silhouettes behind it. Reyes. Keene. A technician murmuring readings. The voices around her were muffled, but inside her mind, there was another voice—clearer than all of them. “They think they’ve caught you,” it whispered. “But they don’t know you let them.” Emily twitched. Her right hand flexed unconsciously. Then her left. Reyes leaned forward on the other side of the glass. “Emily,” he said gently, “do you know where you are?”
Residual
Chapter 18 Time Unknown — FBI Secure Medical Wing Emily’s eyes fluttered open. The ceiling lights above her were too bright. They buzzed faintly, like electricity running just beneath her skin. She tried to sit up, but her muscles felt like rubber. Her fingers barely responded. The heart monitor beside her beeped steadily. Wires trailed from her chest, her temple, even the base of her skull. A shadow moved in the glass window beyond the door. She wasn’t alone. And for a split second—she was sure the shadow didn’t match its owner. 9:01 a.m. – Observation Room, Behind Glass Director Keene sat beside Reyes, both reviewing the vitals. “She’s stable,” Keene muttered. “For now.” “But?” Reyes asked, his voice cautious. Keene didn’t look up. “
The Digital Labyrinth
Chapter 17Time Unknown — Echo Simulation CoreEmily stumbled forward into complete darkness.No lights. No ground. No sound.Then—gravity snapped sideways. Her stomach twisted as she landed hard on what felt like glass. But it wasn't flat. It was curved. Shifting. Breathing."Welcome," said a child's voice.The space lit up—glitchy, fractured like broken glass coded in neon. Pieces of rooms floated in every direction. A hallway led nowhere. A door opened into itself. Mirrors hung midair like traps.Emily turned in slow horror. The environment wasn't a program. It was a mind.Aria’s mind.Emily’s boots echoed across a walkway made of fragmented childhood drawings. One crayon sketch bled into another—stick figures with no eyes. A house on fire. A red infinity symbol scratched again and again and again."You’re walking on me," the child’s voice giggled.Emily clenched her fists. "I’m not
Prototype Zero
Chapter 16: Prototype Zero 10:15 a.m. – FBI Sublevel X Emily stood in front of the locked steel vault. A retinal scanner hissed as it scanned her eye. “Access Granted: LEVEL 6 – Vale, Emily.” The door opened with a groan. Beyond it: cold fluorescent lights, rows of blinking consoles, and a single glowing monitor flashing one word: RECONSTRUCTING: ECHO-001 Prototype: Aria Holt Status: 43% Restored. Emily’s throat tightened. Holt. She knew Jason had no siblings. No public record. No birth certificate. Nothing. But there she was—Aria Holt, a child, no older than six, scribbling crimson handprints on a padded wall in looping, unnatural circles. Emily tapped into the audio. A child’s voice hummed from the speaker, soft and sing-song: “Echo… Echo… Let the m
The Chain Must Break
Chapter 15: The Chain Must Break 7:24 a.m. – FBI Rooftop, Washington D.C. Wind howled through the concrete beams of the rooftop helipad. The city below was still veiled in early morning fog, unaware that war was being waged at its center — a war of minds. Emily stared down the barrel of Reyes’s gun. His finger was on the trigger. But his eyes — glassy, hollow, distant — were not his own. “Drop your weapon,” he repeated, voice void of emotion. Behind him, Director Cross — or what remained of him — stood at the uplink terminal, typing calmly. Like a surgeon. Or a puppet. Emily’s grip tightened around her pistol. “You’re not Reyes,” she said. Reyes chuckled. “Who am I then, Emily?” She stepped sideways, keeping her aim steady. “You’re a copy. A shadow. You weren’t infected… you were overwritten.”
Exposure Protocol
Chapter 14: Exposure Protocol 6:48 a.m. – FBI Briefing Wing Emily burst into the operations room, her breath ragged, eyes wild. “I need everyone to listen,” she announced, slamming her access card against the emergency override console. The lights flickered from white to red. A level-4 lockdown initiated. Agents froze, half-standing, unsure if it was a drill. Reyes approached, jaw clenched. “What the hell is going on?” Emily held up a tablet — shaking slightly. “I ran a mirror sync scan. On myself.” She tapped it. The screen lit up. Reflection Drift: HIGH Biometric Sync: Corrupted Echo Signature Detected The room fell silent. Reyes’s voice dropped. “You’re saying... you’re compromised?” “I don’t know,” Emily said, voice cracking. “But it’s in me. Or... part of me.” An agent near the back muttered, “Jesus.” “I think I’m still me,” she added, “but I’m seeing things. Feeling things. Thinking thoughts that don’t belong to me.” Reyes stepped back, ha
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