The air was thick with dust, sparks, and the acrid smell of smoke. Lila struggled to her hands and knees, coughing, vision swimming as the wreckage of The Circle’s base shifted around her. Every step was a gamble; debris cracked and fell beneath her, sending showers of sparks. Her lungs burned with each inhale, but there was no time to pause.Harper’s whispers echoed louder now, no longer distant, no longer soft. They surged inside Lila’s skull, commanding, taunting: You are mine. You’ve never left me. Fight, and you lose. Submit, and you die anyway.Lila shook her head, trying to steady herself. I will not let you win. Not this time.The shadows around her moved. Sparks from broken wires reflected in what looked like eyes—but it wasn’t anyone real. Harper was manifesting her presence within the corridors, projecting herself to confuse and disorient. Every corner Lila turned seemed to hold the ghostly image of Harper, smiling, beckoning.“Stop!” Lila screamed, clutching her head. “Thi
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