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"It’s conscious," Dana whispered, a chill running down her spine.

"It’s not just analyzing the universe," Dana realized, her eyes wide with a mix of terror and wonder. "It’s analyzing us ."

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"That's impossible," Marcus scoffed. "It's photons and vacuum."

"Status report," Dana barked, her voice echoing off the sterile walls. "It’s conscious," Dana whispered, a chill running down

She reached out, her gloved hand hovering inches from the glass. The light surged toward her touch, mimicking the shape of her palm on the other side of the barrier.

Before Marcus could trigger the emergency shutdown, the facility went silent. The violet light vanished, leaving the Tube empty and dark. On Marcus’s screen, a single line of code appeared that hadn't been there before—a string of coordinates and a date. Inside the Tube, a beam of brilliant violet

But Dana knew the data. The Tube had been designed to find the smallest unit of information in the universe. Instead, it seemed to have invited something in. The light suddenly expanded, filling the diameter of the Tube, pressing against the glass. The vibrations intensified, shifting from a hum to a low, melodic thrumming that Dana felt in her very marrow.