"You’re a man, not a bridge!" Aris lurched forward, his movements uncoordinated, his chest heaving with the effort of every breath in the thin, recycled air. He reached out, grabbing a handful of Nikos’s frayed tunic and yanking him back from the console.Nikos slumped, his body colliding with the cold, damp bulkhead. The blue light trailing from his fingertips sparked, then died, leaving the vault plunged into a nauseating, rhythmic amber glow."Don't do that," Nikos hissed, his voice thin, whistling through teeth stained with copper. "You’ve severed the synchronization. The pressure... it’s going to spike.""Let it spike," Aris spat, his face a mask of grease and desperation. He pinned Nikos against the wall, his hands white-knuckled on Nikos’s shoulders. "Do you hear yourself? You’re vibrating, Nikos. Literally. Your bones are humming with that machine-god rot. Look at me. If you don't stop, there won't be a host left for anyone to save."Nikos stared past him, his eyes unfocused,
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