It was Shade who found it.At 03:37 hours, long after the rest of the compound had gone quiet, she sat in the surveillance lab, scanning the transmission from M-2 for the fifth time. The others had already seen it, broken it down, catalogued the faces of the Unwritten—seven in total, plus M-2 at the center.Eight.Always eight.But on this pass, Shade paused.Then rewound.Paused again. Frame 861. Frame 862.Something changed.Not in the center. Not where everyone had been focused.At the edge.She didn’t wake Elias. Not yet.She woke Julian first.Twenty minutes later, Elias stood beside them, eyes narrowed at the flickering screen.“Slow it down again,” he said.Shade did.Frame 861: Eight figures, clearly visible. Frame 862: A flicker. A smear of darkness just outside the light radius. A silhouette.Elias stepped closer, forehead nearly touching the screen.“Human?”Shade tapped a key.Infrared overlay shimmered across the figure.“Human,” she confirmed. “Ninety-eight degrees.
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