Alex and Lina followed the figure deeper into the forgotten artery of the city. The tunnel sloped downward, impossibly far, bending the rules of urban planning — and maybe physics.
“Where are we going?” Lina asked.
The figure, pale and flickering, half-organic and half-code, didn’t answer. It just kept moving, its feet silent on the stone.
After twenty min…
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