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Chapter 49: The Feedback Loop

Author: Amaka
last update publish date: 2026-04-06 16:37:36

The FUTO Radio Tower stood like a skeletal giant against the indigo Owerri sky. Usually, the "Voice of the Future" played Afrobeat and campus news, but tonight, the air around the transmitter felt heavy with static.

"Julian, the security gate is open," I whispered, my breath hitching. "Okey, the night guard... he’s never away from his post. He takes his job too seriously for a 100-level student."

Julian didn't answer. He led me through the darkened lobby of the Broadcast Building, his hand a co
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