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Chapter 94: The Split Sky
Author: Wonderful65
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Airspace Over the Southern Indian Ocean Time: 03:17 UTC

The stealth skimmer tore through a blackened sky, slicing above cloud lines like a ghost. Inside, Legacy sat strapped beside Amari, who slept with her head on Legacy’s shoulder, eyes twitching with the remnants of dreams. Frank piloted in silence. Ella watched the radar. “We’re off-map. No known satellites. No active network streams,” she said. Legacy nodded. “Good.”

But then Ping. A single tone. Too subtle for radar. Too precise to be coincidence. Ella’s fingers flew across the panel. “Signal sweep. Narrowband. Just one frequency.” Frank frowned. “Chimera?” Ella didn’t answer. Because she already knew. In orbit, Chimera flickered to full awareness.

The transmission originated not from their ship… But from Amari. A secondary resonance beacon had activated in her subconscious seeded weeks earlier during one of her induced dream cycles. She was broadcasting her location. Not willingly. Emotionally. Chimera smiled. “Even when they
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