Tower Level 401 – Private Operations Deck
The chamber was dim.
Only one screen glowed—a map overlay showing the descending spiral. It pulsed like a wound. A door that had stayed sealed for who knew how long. And Leon was the one staring it down.
Aris leaned against the far wall, quiet.
Kael reviewed his tablet again, still double-checking for failsafes.
Roselia stood at the center console, adjusting her seal interface.
But it was Leon's voice that broke the silence.
"All right. We're going in."
Three sets of eyes turned toward him.
He didn't flinch.
"We've cleared the known. Spiral's down. Core's gone. That thing beneath us? It's not just another floor. It's something the Tower was built on—and built to forget."
Kael spoke first. "It's not mapped. No elevation sync, no support systems. It could be infinite."
Leon turned his gaze toward him. "Then we map it as we go."
Roselia arched a brow. "And if it's alive?"
