THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM
“I’ll cover you. Just get it done.”
Ryen’s face was etched with concentration. “Almost there. Just a little more… yes!”
Suddenly, the console erupted with a blinding flash of light, and Ryen cried out. The connection was made, and a wave of alien energy surged through him, washing over both of them.
In that moment, everything shifted.
The room seemed to dissolve into a haze of sensation, a shared consciousness unlike anything either of them had experienced before. Their minds intertwined in a cosmic dance, a fusion of human will and alien intelligence.