Replaced by His First Love
The Watchers were here.
Three silhouettes descended through the white-out, gliding on pillars of silent, rippling distortion. They didn't have faces—only smooth, silver-gray glass where features should be. They wore robes of vitrified soul-silk that trailed behind them like jellyfish tentacles.
Ryan staggered, his sidearm wavering. His bionic eye whirred frantically, trying to process a frequency that was never meant to be perceived by a wolf’s brain.
[THE HARVEST IS DELAYED,] a voice spoke—not into the air, but directly into the marrow of my teeth. It was cold, rhythmic, and devoid of any human echo. [THE WARDEN IS COMPROMISED BY EMOTIONAL NOISE.]
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