As we changed behind a makeshift screen, I caught glimpses of the bustling underground community. Despite the circumstances, there was life here—real life. Children playing, people talking, small gardens growing under specialized lights."They've built a whole world down here," I whispered, pulling on the simple tunic and pants. The fabric was rough but sturdy, nothing like the gossamer medical garments."Not just a world," Costa replied, fastening a utility belt around his waist. "A resistance."When we emerged, Sera was waiting with two small devices. "Memory anchors," she explained, pressing them into our palms. "They'll help stabilize your fragmented memories, prevent any further deterioration."The devices resembled smooth river stones, warm to the touch and faintly luminescent. As my fingers closed around mine, a sense of clarity washed over me—not complete, but better."The Council will send Retrievers," Marcus warned, glancing nervously at the tunnel we'd emerged from. "They'v
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