Mia's heart pounded in the dim glow of multiple flickering screens in a dark room, her fingers trembling as they flew across the keyboard.
The screens before her flickered with feeds from the Manufacturing Biome's surveillance grid, each frame a snapshot of chaos—workers, drones, and the endless churn of the metro station.
But Syn...
He was gone, vanished into thin air, his presence erased.
"What! Where is he?" she cried, her voice breaking into a shriek, a sound she'd never let escape before.
Panic clawed at her chest, her breath hitching as she scoured the feeds.
A glitch—one second of static in the metro's camera feed—and Syn had vanished from the crowd, like a ghost.
Mia's pale eyes widened, her typing a frantic blur, shifting through every angle, every platform, every shadowed corner.
Nothing.
Not in the metro, not in the station, not outside the station, not below the station, not a single frame showed his face.
