Resonance
Mara didn’t rush. That was the first thing Iris noticed. No frantic preparation. No dramatic countdown. Just deliberate, careful movement as Mara cleared the central worktable and began laying out equipment piece by piece. Sadie stood nearby, arms folded but alert. On the table: a narrow metal band lined with fine conductive filaments. A compact power unit no larger than a book. A tablet-like interface wired to a cluster of delicate probes. Iris stepped closer. “That doesn’t look comforting,” she said. “It’s not meant to,” Mara replied calmly. She lifted the metal band first. “This is a neural resonance collar. My grandfather designed the original framework to communicate directly with your core lattice without physically opening the chassis.” Chassis. The word still sounded wro
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