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Chapter 225. The Northern Signal
The first pulse arrived just before dawn. It hit the outer monitoring station as a clean spike, sharp and narrow. The console lights jumped, then settled. No alarms followed. No automated defenses activated. A technician frowned and leaned closer to the screen. “That’s not weather.”The second technician checked the spectrum. “Not seismic either.”The signal faded as quickly as it came. Twelve seconds. Then nothing. They waited.Outside the station, frost clung to steel pylons. The northern mountains cut a dark line against the lightening sky. Wind scraped ice against rock. The towers along the ridge stayed quiet. Six hours later, the pulse returned. Same length. Same shape. Stronger.The technician tagged it and sent the packet downstream. By midday, New Crest was awake.Jonah stood in the signal room with his hands braced on the table. The room was circular, walls lined with live feeds and spectrum maps. The northern sector glowed faintly on every display. Lisa entered without kn
Chapter 224. Jonah’s Vision
Jonah’s knees hit the floor with a hollow thud. The Breath-Code calibration array hummed around him, lights pulsing in patterns he had designed but could no longer track. Filaments along his wrists and neck buzzed faintly. Sweat stung his eyes. His head spun. The world tilted.He tried to steady himself. One hand pressed to the polished metal floor. The other gripped the edge of a console. The room spun again. Machines at the perimeter shifted slightly, reacting to the irregular neural signals. The lights around him flickered, faster than they should.“Jonah?” Lisa’s voice cut through, sharp and alarmed. She crouched beside him. “Hold on. Breathe. Step away from the core.”He shook his head. “I, I’m fine.”But the world gave a final tilt. He collapsed fully, limbs splayed, and the world went dark.When he opened his eyes, he was underwater.Not the grey-black water of a city flood, not the murky currents of the outer plains. This was clear, luminous, structured. Light moved beneat
Chapter 223. The Echo Seed
Kevin moved through the underground vaults in near silence. His boots clicked lightly on the metal catwalks, echoing against stone walls lined with steel cases and sealed storage. The air was cool, recycled, and smelled faintly of metal and damp concrete. Dust motes floated in the narrow beams of his headlamp.The sensor clipped to his belt chimed softly. He ignored it, focusing instead on the crates labeled in old handwriting, some pre-war, some hastily marked after. Names of lost outposts, collapsed cities, units long decommissioned. He had cataloged hundreds of these locations before, but something about the vaults beneath New Crest felt different.A sudden spike on his Geiger-like sensor made him pause. The needle jumped, then dropped. Almost nothing. The radiation was faint, almost imperceptible.Kevin crouched beside a sealed stone alcove, brushing the dust off its surface. His gloved hands traced the carvings and scratches etched over time. Something was inside. The readings
Chapter 222. The Doubt Within
Lisa crossed the perimeter line without announcing it. The gate did not stop her. It slid aside with a soft click. The ground outside the city was packed dirt and broken grass. Wind moved across it in short bursts. Each gust carried a low tone that did not come from nature.She kept walking. Her boots pressed tracks into the soil. She counted steps without meaning to. The city lights stayed behind her, tall and steady. The towers hummed. Not loud. Constant.Lisa stopped and turned. The sound did not fade. She raised her hands and pressed her palms over her ears. The hum stayed. It came through her chest instead. She lowered her hands. A patrol drone drifted above the perimeter fence. Its lights shifted to neutral when it saw her. It did not follow.She walked farther. The ground dipped. Old road fragments cut through the dirt. She stepped over a cracked line of asphalt and stood still again.The wind changed. The hum changed with it. Lisa took a breath and let it out slow. “Quiet,”
Chapter 221. The Children of Both
The baby cried once, then stopped. The midwife froze with her hands still wet. The room smelled of antiseptic and iron. The generator hummed low behind the wall. Outside, wind pushed dust against the clinic windows.The infant lay on the table between them. Its skin was warm. That was normal. What was not normal was the light under it.Not bright. Not glowing. A faint spread, like heat under glass. The midwife leaned closer. She did not touch the child again. She lifted her hands slowly and held them still. “Doctor,” she said.The doctor stepped forward and looked. The baby opened its eyes. They shifted from dark to pale amber. Then to soft blue. Then back again.The doctor did not speak. The mother tried to sit up. “Is he breathing?”“Yes,” the midwife said. Her voice stayed flat. “He’s breathing.”The lights in the room dimmed without command. The generator did not change pitch. The control panel stayed idle.The doctor turned his head toward the wall lights, then back to the child
Chapter 220. The Breath-Code
The dome sealed with a low hiss. Jonah stood at the center of the observatory floor and waited for the echo to die. The old glass above him had been replaced with layered crystal and mesh. It filtered light into clean bands that slid across the curved walls. Half the space held lab equipment. The other half held nothing but open floor and low benches bolted to stone. Machines lined the perimeter.They did not move. They did not glow. They faced inward, silent, like they were watching a ritual they did not yet understand.Jonah adjusted the band at his wrist. Thin filaments ran from it to a compact module at the base of his neck. He tested the seal with two fingers and nodded once.“Power steady,” a technician said from the console ring. “No spikes.”Lisa stood behind the glass partition, arms folded. She leaned her weight against the frame instead of a chair. Her eyes stayed on Jonah, not the machines.“Bring in the first volunteer,” Jonah said.A side door slid open. The woman step
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