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Shattered Horizons
The perimeter wall collapsed with the sound of grinding thunder, folding inward like shattered glass. What had once been a shimmering barrier became jagged shards of light, plunging into the city in arcs that set buildings ablaze.Jason shielded his face from the flare. “Move—before the collapse catches us!”The platform shuddered underfoot, tilting toward the pit. The engine’s roar was no longer mechanical—it was alive, a howl that bent the air itself. Metal warped, groaning as if reality strained to contain the force.Yara pulled Jason toward the service hatch at the far end of the platform. “Escape routes, Callen!”“Working on it!” Callen barked, scanning frantically. His display glitched, shapes twisting on the screen. “The containment collapse is scrambling everything—maps, signals, orientation. I can’t trust half of this.”“Then trust the other half,” Jason snapped. “Find us a way out.”***They dropped into the maintenance tunnels, racing through flickering corridors as alarms
The Engine’s Howl
The first thing Jason noticed wasn’t the sound of the explosions fading behind them.It was the silence that followed.The hum of the engine hadn’t stopped—it had changed.Lower, rougher, as if the machine itself had been wounded but not killed. The resonance vibrated in his ribs, crawling under his skin.Callen cursed, checking the scanner on his arm. “That’s… not decay. The frequency’s climbing.”Yara steadied herself against the scaffolding. “You said cutting the conduits would stall it.”“I said it should,” Callen snapped. “But look at this—” He turned the display toward them, lines spiking upward in violent waves. “The engine’s pulling harder from the geothermal grid. It’s compensating.”Jason’s stomach tightened. “Then we just kicked it into overdrive.”***Spotlights flared across the pit. Automated turrets unfolded from the scaffold arms, targeting servos shrieking as they locked on.Jason shoved Yara down just as the first barrage tore through the air, shredding a section of
Fault Lines
The map table in the Severed Wing’s safehouse was a patchwork of hologram overlays and handwritten notes. Streets glowed red where Raven patrols were densest, blue where power conduits converged, and a new jagged yellow arc traced the perimeter wall they’d just breached.Jason leaned over it, tracing the blue lines with a finger. “Here, here, and here. Those conduits are feeding the engine directly. If we cut even one, it stalls the rotation. Cut all three, and we might collapse the whole structure.”Yara shook her head. “If it’s pulling from the geothermal grid too, we’ll just buy ourselves time. They’ll reroute.”“That’s fine,” Jason said. “Time is exactly what we need.”***Callen dumped a stack of intercepted Raven schematics onto the table. “Got these from their encrypted feeds. Took me all night to strip out the garbage data. The good news is—yes, those conduits are vulnerable. The bad news—they’re inside overlapping kill zones.”Yara studied the files. “Meaning?”“Meaning,” Cal
The Shimmering Wall
The barrier wasn’t just light.It was sound, too—low, almost subsonic, pressing into Jason’s chest with every step closer.From this distance, the shimmer was no longer a faint haze; it was a rippling membrane stretched across the street, its surface alive with drifting patterns like oil on water.Callen adjusted the scanner clamped to his forearm. “Field strength’s fluctuating. Not random—pulses in a set rhythm. I can thread us through between peaks, but we’ll only have seconds.”Jason nodded. “Make them count.”Yara scanned the empty rooftops. “Feels too quiet.”“It’s not quiet,” Jason said, eyes narrowing. “It’s waiting.”***They moved into position under the shadow of a gutted tramline. Callen crouched by a rusted junction box, pulling a mess of cables and antennae from his pack.“On my mark,” he said, fingers flying. “Three… two… one.”The shimmer split open like a tear in glass, revealing a narrow corridor of still air.“Go!”Jason led the way, boots pounding against the cracke
Ash And Echoes
The city smelled like burnt steel.Jason stood in what used to be a street market, his boots crunching over blackened glass and powdered stone. Every surface bore the dull grey film of the crystalline dust—harmless now, inert—but no one was touching it. The air carried a weight that wasn’t just smoke.“They’re saying the Ravens pulled out of three districts before dawn,” Callen said, stepping up beside him. “Not retreat—just… gone. No trace. Like they were never here.”Jason scanned the empty windows above them. “They’re clearing space for something. Question is—what?”***The Severed Wing’s safehouse was overcrowded, the walls rattling from the distant rumble of collapsing buildings. Resistance fighters who’d never met before were crammed shoulder-to-shoulder—patched uniforms, scavenged weapons, too many eyes still glazed from shock.Yara moved between them, taking quick statements from survivors, mapping where the Ravens had been seen last. Her notes were jagged, incomplete.“They w
The Night Of Glass
The first sound was like rain.Only it wasn’t water hitting the rooftops.Jason stepped out of the safehouse’s shattered window and held out his hand. Sharp fragments clinked against his glove—slivers of crystalline metal no bigger than fingernails, falling from the night sky.“They’ve started,” Callen said from behind him. His voice was tight.Jason turned. “Confirm it.”Callen’s rig flickered with incoming feeds from across the city—civilians choking, collapsing in the streets, their eyes glassy and fixed. Drones hovered overhead, releasing more of the metallic rain in spiraling dispersal patterns.Yara’s voice cut through the comms, raw with urgency: “It’s neural dust. Airborne. They’re trying to finish what the array couldn’t.”***By the time the Severed Wing assembled in the war room, the dust was everywhere—clinging to skin, hair, clothes. Callen’s filters hummed at maximum output, but they were barely keeping the air clean.“This is targeted resonance tech,” Yara said, pointin
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