Alarms screamed across the underground bunker, red strobes slicing through the dark like a heartbeat in panic. The word RUN still glowed on the screen, pulsing like a dying star.
Lina grabbed the portable drive from the console. “We can't leave the tree behind.”
“You didn't,” Alex said. He pointed to the glowing drive in her hand. “You took its seed.”
The …
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