 |
Obey, inject, conform—or burn. I chose fire.
They tell us The Fade is genetic. That obedience keeps it dormant.
But my parents asked the wrong questions—and vanished.
Now I inject the serum, scan my badge, and keep my head down. Like a good little cog.
Until I forge a test result and stumble onto a buried subroutine.
A dead engineer’s message. A map hidden in code. And a lie bigger than any of us were meant to survive.
Turns out The Fade isn’t a plague—it’s a weapon. And fear is the trigger.
I find a tunnel system. A dying scientist who made the virus. A network of ghosts who refuse to bow.
I don’t mean to lead. I just want the truth. But after the raid, after the fire—
I stop running.
They control the scans, the sickness, the story.
But I control what comes next.
And if they want to silence me, they’d better burn the whole city to ash.
Because I’m not afraid to light the match.