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Digital Siege

Author: Nana A
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-19 18:18:28

The underground chamber was suffused with an unnatural chill, the kind that seeped into bones and whispered warnings of unseen threats. The servers’ hum was no longer just background noise — it had grown into a monstrous drone, vibrating through the concrete walls and rattling every nerve.

Camilla’s breath hitched as she stared at the bank of monitors ahead of her. Across each screen, strange lines of code flickered and warped, like a living entity weaving itself in and out of their systems. The ghost — whatever it truly was — had infiltrated their fortress. And it wasn’t content with merely hiding. It was attacking.

Riccardo stood rigid, every muscle coiled like a predator ready to strike. His dark eyes flicked between the doorways and the flickering monitors. “We don’t know what this thing can do,” he warned, voice low and urgent. “Stay sharp. This isn’t just a cyber attack — it’s psychological warfare.”

Marco’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, hesitating before he began counte
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