The institute’s main lab was a storm of light and sound, holo-displays flashing with urgent feeds from across the globe. Elena stood at the edge of the disarray, her eyes fixed on a projection of a Rio favela now aglow with dream-born stars, their light pulsing like a heartbeat. The […]Read more »

Aisha worked beside her, her tablet a blur of data, her sharp features etched with a desperation Elena hadn’t seen before. Lukas stood nearby, his silver hair damp with sweat, his hands steady as he mapped the music’s frequencies. The dream experiment had exposed the truth: the music wasn’t just […]Read more »

The NeuroTech Institute’s neural lab was a hollow shell, its holo-displays dim, their once-vibrant feeds now flickering with static. Elena Marquez sat slumped at her workstation, her eyes glassy, her hands idle on the controls. The air was stale, heavy with the silence of a world that had stopped dreaming. […]Read more »

Elena Voss stood before the humming core of the time machine, her eyes locked on the console’s glowing interface. A soft tremor from the implant under her skin reminded her it was real. Years of equations, simulations, and midnight breakdowns had brought her to this threshold—five minutes from history. Not […]Read more »