The darkness wasn’t empty. It had weight, a suffocating pressure that made Mara’s ears ring and her skin prickle. Somewhere in the black, she could hear the steady rhythm of rainwater dripping from the edges of the shipping containers—but beneath it, layered faintly, was the shuffle of feet. Dozens of them. “Reese,” she whispered. “Right here,” he breathed, though his voice trembled. The cube in his bag pulsed once, faint and cold, as if testing the air. The new cube—the one the possessed woman had revealed—was somewhere ahead, doing the same. They weren’t idle; they were listening. A single, high-pitched tone split the air, lasting less than a second. And then the footsteps stopped. Mara crouched low, gun ready, her eyes straining to pick out movement in the faint glow of distant city lights leaking between container stacks. A whisper brushed her ear. Not Reese’s. Not human. > Link with me. I can keep you alive. She jerked back, hitting metal. “Stay out of my head,”
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