STEP BROTHER DEAREST
“Observation confirmed. Input generates output. The city responds to will. Recommendation: unify directives to maximize stability. Risk: divergence creates unpredictable anomalies.”
The ghost hissed, its form shaking violently. “You’re meddling with something you don’t understand. This city doesn’t belong to you. It never has.”
I stepped forward, ignoring the ghost’s protests, and pressed my heel into the mirrored street. Puppet-strings shot outward, burrowing into the reflections beneath the glass. The street warped, the asphalt splitting open, then weaving back together into something new: a lattice of interconnected bridges. Pathways rising where there had been none.
The city was clay, an