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Chapter 23: The Glitch in the Glass
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"Focus, Daren! Breathe!" Valerie’s voice cut through the static screeching in his ears like a serrated blade. Her fingers, calloused and stained with synthetic hydraulic oil, pressed hard against the pulse points of his wrists. "Do not engage with the stream. If you try to fight the data, the Architect wins by default. Treat the signal as background noise. Can you hear me?"

Daren gasped, his vision swimming with overlapping geometric overlays. Every street lamp, every ventilation shaft, and eve
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