ALHPA ABRAM: And the four daughter
"Rendezvous in sixty seconds. Get your clothes on. The Council doesn't like surprises."
Abram rolled off Elara, his movements sluggish and pained. He leaned against the opposite wall, his eyes fixed on the tablet.
"The virus," he wheezed. "Is it finished?"
"The core is gone," Elara said, pulling her clothes back together with shaking hands. "Sloane is blind. But that just means he’s going to start swinging in the dark."
The submersible breached the surface with a violent lurch. The hatch hissed open, revealing a massive, floating platform in the middle of a black, churning sea. High-intensity floodlights blinded them, the white glare reflecting off the rain-slicked deck.
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