The words lingered long after Grace spoke them.
"You found the bridge. But I found you first."
No one on the observation platform moved. Even the alarms seemed distant now, swallowed by the oppressive weight pressing against the resonance network. Every scientist, every guard, every researcher instinctively looked toward the sky where the impossible eye watched through layers of reality that ordinary vision could not perceive.
Grace alone refused to acknowledge its authority.
She stood with her hands folded loosely before her, her dark hair drifting gently despite the still air. There was nothing imposing about her appearance. She could have passed unnoticed through any crowded street on Earth, blending into ordinary lives without attracting a second glance.
Yet the resonance around her behaved differently.
Sarya felt it immediately.
