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Chapter 184: The Woman Who Walked Out
Zurich – Corridor Outside Containment, 04:02 A.M. Damien Voss stared at her, At Eva Malik. Blood on her palm. Glass in her hand. A thin smile across her lips familiar, and wrong in some unplaceable way.“It’s me,” she had said.But she hadn’t said his name, She’d always said his name.He Swallowed Hard “Eva.” She looked at him, Tilted her head, Something flickered in her eyes. Recognition?Regret? Or was he just desperate to see it?Behind the thick glass wall, the chamber had gone dark, No sign of the other Eva. No body. No blood. No proof. Only the broken chalk line on the far wall half-erased, unreadable. The logs registered a single exit. Only one. Voss tried not to shake.Commander Rhea strode into the hallway, flanked by two armed Archive agents, Her gaze locked on Eva. “I need her cleared. Full neuro resync. Now.”Voss stepped between them. “Give her space.”“She just survived a reintegration anomaly.”Rhea’s voice was colder than steel. “You don’t know which one she is.”Eva f
Chapter 183: One Must Stay
Damien Voss stood at the glass. Eyes wide. Hands pressed against the frost-covered pane. His breath fogged it from the outside. Inside, Two Eva Maliks faced each other. Identical. Equal. And completely at odds.One had the calm confidence of someone reassembled, The other, the quiet rage of someone who’d been left behind.The air shimmered with charged memory, Eva-1 the one Voss had helped recover stood stiffly, fists clenched, Eva-2—the one left in the Drift, smiled faintly. “You think you’re the real one.”Eva-1 didn’t answer. “You think waking up in a hospital bed with a face that hurts to remember makes you worthy of him.”She stepped closer. “But you only remember what they let you.”“And you think staying behind, buried in pain, makes you more true?”“You’re just a loop. A memory fragment that refused to let go.”“I moved forward.”Eva-2’s voice dropped. “You moved forward by forgetting.”“I stayed behind so he wouldn’t be erased.”The room wasn’t big, But it pulsed like a colla
Chapter 182: The Reflection That Waited
Zurich – East Wing Observation Suite, 03:19 A.M.Eva Malik stood barefoot at the window, breath fogging the glass Beyond the courtyard, she could still see herself. The other Eva stood across the way in the far wing frozen in place, wearing the same hospital gown, eyes vacant.No movement. No blinking. Just watching. Voss stirred behind her. “Eva?” She didn’t answer. Not yet. She was still deciding if he’d believe what she saw.“SUBJECT DUPLICATION CONFIRMED.”The feed from East Wing-42 displayed Eva’s doppelgänger standing inside a locked chamber yet no guards had been assigned. No staff had logged a patient transfer.Commander Rhea leaned in, expression unreadable. “Did we fail to purge the drift layer?”Her assistant hesitated. “We never confirmed her exit.”“Only that she merged. Temporarily.”Rhea stared at the screen. “Then this might be the one who didn’t let go.”Eva Makes a Move She turned to Voss. “There’s someone in the other wing.”“She looks like me.”His face went blank,
Chapter 181: The Stranger Who Knew Me
Zurich – Hospital Recovery Ward, 02:12 A.M.The silence was unbearable, Eva Malik lay in the hospital bed, spine rigid despite the sedatives coursing through her veins, Her fingers were curled tightly around the sheets.Across the room, in a chair he refused to leave, Damien Voss watched her with hollow eyes, She hadn’t looked at him in over an hour. Not really. Not like before. Because this wasn’t before.Soft. Distant. Mechanical. “You said your name was Damien.”He stood carefully. “Voss. Damien Voss. We’ve… we’ve worked together a long time.” She nodded, But slowly, Not with recognition.With careful politeness. “I believe you.” She didn’t. Not really. And that killed him.Voss Tried Again He pulled the chair closer. Sat. Elbows on knees. His voice was steady, but cracked under the weight of restraint. “We fought in Marrakesh. Survived Zurich together. The Folded City collapsed around us, and you, You pulled me from the wreckage. Twice.”She turned to face him, Eyes sharp now. “I
Chapter 180: The Version You Wake As
Core Room – Collapse Phase +00:04. The world fractured. Alarms blared. The walls cracked in geometric grids, light pulsing along every faultline like a countdown detonator. Eva Malik stood between two versions of her fate:A bed, holding her original self, heart monitor shrieking, Damien Voss, flickering, breaking apart into fading fragments of memory and loyalty. And the system’s voice rang loud, mechanical, cold:“WAKE OR REMAIN.”“UNIFIED THREAD REQUIRED.”“TIME REMAINING: 00:56”Voss Stepped Forward – Flickering Badly. He held her eyes. Held her in every moment he could still hold. “If you wake her… I don’t think I’ll survive the merge.”Malik gritted her teeth. “You are real, Damien.”“You’re more real than the world that tried to rewrite us.”But even as she said it, his outline stuttered again, A piece of him broke into static. A silent node reactivated at the base of the Archive core.“MALIK.PRIME – HEART RATE CRITICAL”“REINTEGRATION NEAR THRESHOLD”“CONSCIOUSNESS VECTOR COLL
Chapter 179: The Girl in the Glass
The world was too quiet, Eva Malik stood frozen in the doorway, the warped metal arch humming faintly behind her.Before her: A hospital room. Clean. Dim. Machinery blinking in steady rhythm. At the center, A hospital bed. An IV drip. A neural port. A vitals monitor. And herself. Unmoving. Pale. Eyes closed beneath gently fluttering lids. Breathing. Alive. But… asleep.Damien Voss Stepped Up Beside Her, He didn’t speak, Didn’t blink. Just stared at the body in the bed like it might vanish if he exhaled too loud. “Is that…”He couldn’t finish the question, Because he already knew the answer.Malik whispered: “That’s me.”“SUBJECT EVA MALIK – ORIGINAL CONSCIOUSNESS SUSPENDED”“NEURAL INTERFACE: 97.3% SATURATION”“LIMINAL AUTHOR STATE DETECTED”“VERSION COUNT: UNKNOWN”Malik Moves Closer, She approached the bed. Each step echoed too loudly. Too alone. She reached out and touched the other Eva’s hand, And gasped. Her own fingertips flickered.Like light cast on water. “I’m… not the origin
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