บททั้งหมดของ Bad Medicine: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

The rain didn’t stop until morning.Sienna sat in the mud long after Dr. Vale vanished into the forest, her body shaking from cold, shock, and disbelief. Her ears were still ringing from the blast, her mind looping one impossible truth.Jax was gone.Not dead. Not alive.Uploaded.She didn’t know what that even meant. How could someone just—disappear like a glitch in a system and still be somewhere?But Vale’s words kept echoing through her head.He’s not gone—he’s everywhere.The phrase haunted her. Every sound—the rustle of leaves, the drip of rain from branches—felt like it was watching her. Listening.She pressed her muddy hands over her face and whispered, “Jax… please. If you can hear me, I need you to tell me what to do.”Nothing answered.Only silence.By midday, she was moving again.Her body was stiff, bruised, but running on adrenaline. She followed the dirt path Vale’s SUVs had taken earlier, hoping it would lead her back toward the highway. The forest had thinned out; she

The fog still hadn’t lifted.It clung to the world like a secret, swallowing sound and shape until even the trees looked uncertain of where they stood.Sienna tightened her grip on the strap of her bag as she followed Jax toward the highway. The dawn light was gray, weak, bleeding through the mist like something reluctant to return.He hadn’t spoken in nearly ten minutes.Every few steps, he’d stop, close his eyes, and tilt his head slightly—like he was listening to something she couldn’t hear. The faint silver glow under his skin had dimmed, but it hadn’t vanished. It pulsed faintly at the base of his throat, a reminder of what she’d done. What they’d done.“Are you still hearing them?” she asked quietly.“Not hearing,” he murmured. “It’s more like… feeling. A hum. Distant, but getting closer.”Sienna swallowed hard. “You said you think others—”“Yeah.” He opened his eyes again, scanning the road. “Others like me.”The words landed like stones in her chest.She wanted to ask what the

The screen went black.For a heartbeat, there was silence — the kind that feels heavy enough to break the air.Sienna’s pulse thundered in her ears. “That wasn’t possible,” she whispered. “He’s dead. I saw his body. I buried him.”Jax didn’t answer. He was watching the monitors flicker, the faint pulse of code still running behind the static. His instincts screamed at him that something wasn’t right — the same gut-deep warning that always came before an ambush.Then the lights overhead snapped on, flooding the lab in cold white.Sienna flinched. “That wasn’t me.”Jax drew his gun automatically, moving to shield her. “System’s rebooting. We need to move.”But before they could reach the door, the speakers crackled to life.A distorted male voice — layered, echoing, faintly mechanical.“Unauthorized access detected.”Sienna’s eyes darted to the console. “That’s not my father’s recording. It’s a live feed.”“Then someone’s watching,” Jax said, scanning the corners of the room.“Correctio

The door creaked open.Cold air slipped into the cabin like a living thing, brushing past the hanging curtains and rattling the glass jars on the shelves. Sienna froze, her hand still hovering over the flash drive.A woman stepped inside.Tall. Impeccably dressed in a slate-gray coat despite the dirt path outside. Silver hair pulled into a low, severe knot. Her heels didn’t make a sound on the old floorboards, and yet her presence filled the room completely — like she’d been there all along, waiting.“Hello, Sienna,” the woman said softly.Sienna’s stomach dropped. “Aunt Miriam.”Miriam Blake smiled — the kind of smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Still playing with forbidden tech, I see. Just like your father.”“Where’s your conscience these days?” Sienna snapped before she could stop herself. “Or did you sell that to the board too?”Miriam tilted her head. “Oh, sweetheart. You think this is about money?” Her gaze slid to Jax, standing too still by the window. “I told you not to get

Darkness swallowed everything.For a moment, the only sound in the cabin was rain hammering the roof and Sienna’s ragged breathing. The lantern had gone out, but the faint blue flicker in Jax’s eyes glowed just enough to outline his face. It wasn’t human light—it pulsed like something alive.“Don’t move,” Madox hissed, sweeping the muzzle of his gun toward Jax. “Not an inch.”Jax stood perfectly still. Too still.Then came a low hum, soft at first, like the vibration of power lines waking after a storm. The old cabin’s generator wasn’t even running, yet every metallic object in the room began to rattle. The air itself felt charged—thick with static.Sienna’s voice trembled. “Madox, the signal—turn it off.”He checked his radio. The light on it was flashing rapidly. “It’s not connected anymore,” he muttered. “Something’s—feeding on it.”Then Jax spoke.Only, it wasn’t him.“You built me to survive, didn’t you, sweetheart?”“Even death couldn’t erase that.”Sienna’s heart plummeted. The