The helicopter lifted off from Site Zero just as dawn began breaking across the eastern horizon. Below them, the sprawling mountain range stretched endlessly into the distance, its peaks disappearing beneath layers of drifting mist. From above, the world looked untouched, almost timeless, as though the centuries of conflict, discovery, and ambition that had shaped human history had somehow passed around it.Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was markedly different.No one tried to rest. Isaac continued studying Eleanor's field journal, hoping additional pages might reveal hidden writing, while Commander Navarro coordinated with her officers scattered across the Guardian Network. Every few minutes another archive reported losing contact with the convergence protocol, suggesting that someone was gradually consolidating control. Yet no one knew who.Marcus sat opposite Amelia, watching the morning light spill through the cabin windows. Since discovering Eleanor's identity, she had spoken v
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