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Chapter 13: The Ghost in the Machine

Author: Marcee
last update publish date: 2026-05-18 06:00:09

The air inside the mine was different. It was heavy, metallic, and tasted of ancient dust and electricity. It was the breath of a sleeping dragon.

Stark found a breaker box on the wall, a rusted hulk of switches and fuses left over from a century ago. He flipped the main switch.

Click-hum.

Lights flickered overhead, massive industrial bulbs strung along the cavern ceiling. They buzzed to life, one by one, illuminating the vast space.

My jaw dropped.

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