ENGINE
Author: Karven ash
last update2025-11-12 08:18:58

CHAPTER EIGHTY-FIVE :

The frozen air of the Arctic station was almost physical, pressing against their lungs, biting through layers of clothing with a persistence that refused to be ignored. Billy’s boots crunched against the frost-hardened metal flooring, a sound that seemed deafening in the oppressive silence. Every corner of the station throbbed with energy, subtle vibrations like a pulse moving through the walls, beneath the floors, through every surface they touched.

Owen’s voice broke the quiet. “Sensors are off the charts. There’s something… massive beneath us. Something alive.”

Billy swallowed hard, fists tightening around his pack straps. “Alive? Or just the station reacting to our presence?”

“Both,” Tyla said without hesitation, her sharp eyes scanning the hallways, calculating. “It’s adaptive, intelligent. We’re walking into the heart of its design. Whoever—or whatever—is controlling this, it knows we’re here.”

Alice shivered. “It feels… wrong. Like the walls are watching,
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