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Chapter 97: Fallout

Author: Lady V
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The silence after the EMP was unlike any quiet they’d ever known. It wasn’t peace. It was the absence of everything. No hum. No lights. No signal. Just the ragged sound of their own breathing echoing off the ice-rimed walls of the Thule facility.

Lena stood in the dark, Eleni still cradled in her arms, her pulse beginning to stabilize. Around them, the pods that once contained the last architects of the old regime now lay still—open, steaming faintly as they adjusted to a world that had moved on without them.

Jessica activated her backup torch. A single beam of white light cut through the room, catching on metal, on condensation, on tired eyes. Dr. Yashida was kneeling nearby, her breath shallow but steady. Her hands trembled against the frozen floor.

Lena’s voice was soft. “Can you walk?”

Yashida nodded. “Barely.”

Torin moved quickly, distributing heat packs from their gear satchels. He crouched next to Eleni and passed her one, offering a rare moment of gentleness. “That was insane,
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