INICIAR SESIÓNThe air, its words like a blade that had just fallen from some distance.
"As I recall... you were always my enemy. Amina's voice was calm—too calm. That peace that no longer stood in fear or confusion, but in conviction.'"... ". It made the space around her feel colder, as if something inside her had shut down completely. Adrian froze. There was no movement in his view, as if his breathing could make the situation worse. Daniel glanced nervously at the man from Amina's past, clearly sensing the significance of this change.. "Audience,.." Adrian leaned in closely. "Let me enlighten you.". That's not true.”. However, her reaction was not in line with her previous one. No hesitation. No emotional flicker. Just a steady, unreadable gaze. "You were present," she said slowly. "In the facility.". You didn't stop it. You helped them.”. Adrian's jaw sunk. "You don't even have the ability to understand what you're seeing.". She bluntly replied, "I comprehend it perfectly." Her voice splintered his sentence, and she said:"I saw it.". I felt it.”. It appeared to be closer than any actual distance between them. The sight of Adrian's hands curled at his sides was like he was fighting to grab her but didn't know if it was safe anymore. The system is still affecting Mina, as stated by Daniel. "Thanks for your response.". Your mixing of recovered memories with corrupted ones is happening. She snapped, her eyes flickering. “Let’s stop trying to tell me what’ the truth is.” She said: ‘You have been doing that since the beginning. The man from her past sat in silence, his expression unreadable. He didn't quickly correct her, unlike the others. He just watched, as if waiting for something to happen. The silence was the most disturbing thing for Adrian. "You must be thinking that I am not trustworthy," Adrian remarked, his voice toned slightly. "Alright, Amina, take a proper look at me.". Really look.”. She did. There was a momentary sensation of instability beneath her serene frame.' A memory trying to surface. Something she couldn't quite hide. But then the sound returned. That previous hum with the same low pitch). Amina winced. Her fingers tightened into fists. “You’re not even thinking about it,” Daniel advised. “We need to move you away from the signal source.”. But Amina didn't move. She was engaged in an invisible struggle.' Her breathing quickened slightly, the sole indication that her control was slipping at the edges. "I'm not looking for protection," she whispered. "My need is for answers.". Once again, Adrian looked at him intently, ignoring the conflict. "Let me guide you to where they are.". Her gaze widened slightly. "Would you be deceived?". Any physical attack was less effective than the question.' For a moment, Adrian hesitated. Slowly, he said: "If I were really against you, wouldn't you be alive.". Silence followed. Daniel didn't step in during that moment. Looking for proof, inconsistency, assurance, Amina looked. The more she looked, the more unstable her own thoughts became. Her memories were no longer being displayed by the system. It was rearranging them. And she could feel it. Finally came forward with the man from her past.’ ‘She is very destabilising,’ he said. ‘If we don’t stabilise her soon enough she will lose both timelines completely. Adrian made a sharp statement, saying, "Do something.". The man shook his head slightly. "She has to pick." click for description. "It was a cold, bitter blow that caused Amina to laugh. I couldn't believe it." She repeated the sentence:"You have completely erased my life, so what?". Her pain was once again acute.’ She. Stronger this time. She dropped to one knee. Her surroundings shuddered with flickering street lights, distorted sounds, and a misty perception of reality. And then—. Another memory broke through. But this one was different. She wasn't in a lab. She was outside. Running. Rain falling heavily. The person was pursuing her, but not intending to cause fatal harm. To stop her. And Adrian was there again. Not fighting her. Not betraying her. Holding her hand. Struggling to prevent her from seeing something. Amina gasped in the present. "I don't have faith in what I saw before," she muttered. Her vision blurred again. Her memories were being transformed into two contradictory realities by the system. Two versions of Adrian. Two versions of her life. One where she was betrayed. One where she was protected. It became impossible for her to discern the genuine ones. Adrian leaned over her once more and softly said, "Amina, please listen to me." He continued: "What they showed you was not the complete truth.". Her eyes met his. The shift had caused uncertainty for the first time. A crack in the ice. She admitted, "I'm now unsure of what to believe," in her defense. That honesty changed everything. Despite reaching closer to her, Adrian was almost touching her. He was concerned that she might turn down even a minor gesture.' He said: 'I won’t force you to believe in me.’ But ‘I wouldn’ not let go of you either. They had a strong disagreement about the words. Daniel breathed a little relief as if something hazardous had been restrained from going off. Despite everything, the individual from Amina's past was still keeping a close eye on things. "She's not in a stable condition," he declared. "The system will make another attempt.". As if on cue—. The humming returned. Louder this time. Closer. Amina flinched violently. “No…” she whispered. “Not again…”. With her hands on her head, the memories began to relapse—but this time, something different happened. She wasn't just receiving them. She was resisting them. From within the resistance, a novel sensation was initiated. Something the system didn't expect. A control that wasn't programmed. An exclusive memory for her. And suddenly Everything stopped. The hum cut out. Silence fell. Amina's breathing was irregular, and she stood still with her eyes becoming sharper. Clearer. Her voice was altered again upon her speaking. "I have knowledge of their intentions, and I am familiar with the beginning.". Adrian held his hands high above his head and asked, "Where's the place?". Amina turned and towards the city's dark horizon. A single word was spoken that caused everyone to halt. "The spot where I breathed my last breath.".But Amina woke up before she knew where she was.She didn't open her eyes and acknowledge the space, but rather because something inside her body refused to accept the silence as normal. This was the case. What happened next? It was too clean. Too balanced. Too complete. The silence was not caused by peace, but rather by emancipation. While she remained motionless for a while, she gazed up at eerily unadorned from angled upwards to accentuate an otherwise ordinary ceiling that seemed familiar but more objectionable after some time. Not broken. Not damaged.Just… rewritten.She slowly rose, her hands pressed against the surface beneath her, sensing its texture, stability, and lack of memory. The facility was not found..__ No flickering lights. The environment lacks any hum emanating from beneath it. No Adrian.The thought caused her chest to tighten.?Adrian.Her mind absorbed the name, but not in a meaningful way. The experience was akin to holding onto lingering on despite the fact t
Adrian's decline was not a sudden flash of disappearance, but rather lingering and becoming increasingly unbearable, as if reality were slowly wiping him out. At first his lines were blurred, then he felt like a weight was losing its grip on the space, until it seemed as though the system was deciding how much of him to remain. Reaching for him, Amina's breath caught sharply as she flicked her fingers, almost like he was already becoming something unattainable.After the beginning of it all, she muttered "No, stay no." Her voice still broke, but her words were still spoken.With a backseat, Adrian watched his hand switch from life to death and then return to her. Even with an expression of fear, his voice remained unwavering. “Amina... don't chase me if it pulls you under.”."She stated that it was not a choice, moving closer and closer, as though she had the sheer determination to hold on to him.Nevertheless, the surrounding area gave way.'The pulse was not violent, but rather puls
The darkness didn't feel empty. It felt complete. The system's failure was followed by a brief moment of silence, with no alarms, flickering lights, or the mechanical hum in the facility that had affected Amina' life. With his head bowed, Adrian's breath was off center and eyes were fixed on the spot where she had been standing just moments earlier. The warmth of the space did not prevent her from leaving. Not hidden. Not moved. Gone. His voice shattered slightly as he called her "Amina"; perhaps saying that word louder could bring her back to life. Despite the lack of signal or movement, Daniel moved forward slowly and looked around with disbelief. "There was nothing.". That's not normal.”. The man from Amina's era chose not to speak. Without any comprehensible expression, his gaze fixed at the center of the system core, as though he had just encountered both an expectation and fear. After moving forward, Adrian moved towards where she had disappeared, his hand rubbing against
When the system locked to its target, everything seemed to freeze up in an inevitable way. Air became thicker, charged with a silent verdict that had not yet been made clear but which everyone could sense. Amina was motionless, her pulse racing in her ears, and she focused on the other side of herself, whose hand held firm, controlled, yet unchanging. ". In close proximity, the facility reacted with precision, its lights flickering into a frigid, pitchblack illumination, as though they were readying to execute ostensibly waited orders.Amina's voice was emotionless as she said "Selection done," but its weight weighed down Amuna like a door shut.Her tone, lack of doubt, and humanity were unwaveringly evident. That certainty was more terrifying than any weapon.Rather than being calm, Amina was experiencing a slower breath pace. She wasn't afraid or confused for the first time since everything had started to disintegrate. This moment was something she could relate to. Not just a test.
Control was the more disturbing element in the air when he stepped forward, rather than noise or force. It was not just his composed and deliberate movement, as if nothing was at risk, but also the way the environment responded to his presence, with the flickering lights returning to life and the system becoming more controlled and organized. From the moment Amina entered the facility, she felt a profound sense of familiarity that was not based on memory but rather on underlying feelings that had been trying to surface since she entered.Even after she said "you shouldn't exist," the man only smiled slightly, as if it had been entertaining rather than disturbing.Instead of watching her, he focused on the other version of herself with scrutiny and reflection. It was like seeing two different versions of the same thing created by one artist, who each knew which had met his or her expectations. With a firm grip on his body, Adrian moved closer to Amina, but the man barely acknowledged h
No one moved for a brief moment.The expression "to replace you" did not recur, but rather became imbued in the context as an unchangeable entity that could not be undone. With her mind frozen in thought, Amina stood motionless, breathing irregularly, and focused on the person before her, attempting to comprehend what she had already been thinking. The stance, voice, and stillness were not the same.It was her.But not broken.Not uncertain.Not searching.Perfect.Adrian made a slight shift, shifting himself between the figure and Amina once again. His instincts were firm as she stopped him, but this time Aminea held his arm tightly. "Wait," she said, her voice low but steady. “Don't.” Don'T do it." What happened next?Looking between them, Daniel's gaze grew in size and his expression became more refined. "Amina, that thing just said it'll come to take you away," he said."I received the news," she whispered, her voice becoming more sharp but not panicking.Focused.Because somethin







