The warning came not by radio, not by signal, not by any of the channels Ethan and the council had rebuilt after the Dominion core fell. It came in the form of silence — a sudden, unnatural stillness that pressed against the night like a hand closing around a throat.Alexander noticed it first. He froze mid-stride along the northern parapet, eyes narrowing, breath stilling. The air tasted wrong — metallic, sharp, charged. Garden City’s wind always carried noise: distant generators, the chatter of late workers, the hum of lamps. But now, nothing.“Jun,” he called quietly. “You hear that?”Jun didn’t have to ask what. He heard it too. Or rather, he heard what was missing.“Whisper Team,” Jun muttered. “It has to be. Nobody else can kill sound across a whole district.”Whisper Team — Dominion’s invisible vanguard, the ghost-unit known for two things: undetectable entry and leaving no survivors. Their operations always began the same way: First, silence. Then, darkness. Then, bodies.E
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