The Night Of Glass
Author: Beo
last update2025-08-14 21:21:54

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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