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He looked at Lyra’s frozen face. The half-melted candle on her cake.

Reality folded .

He wasn't in the lab anymore. He was in a memory— his memory. The smell of rain on hot asphalt, the shriek of tires, the impossible geometry of the Cascade as it tore a hole through downtown. But this wasn't a replay. He could move . He walked through the frozen chaos: people suspended mid-scream, birds turned to glass in the air. g-st samunlock v6.0

A long pause. The gauntlet pulsed.

“Insufficient. The V5.0 attempted redirection. The host’s neural lattice collapsed into a recursive scream.” He looked at Lyra’s frozen face