The Seam was no longer content to simply fracture—it wanted to consume.
Lin and Hana sprinted along the subway platform as tiles crumbled under their feet, vanishing into the mist below. The train tunnels on either side warped, twisting upward like enormous jaws, ready to snap shut on them.
"Move!" Lin shouted, pulling Hana forward.
She stumbled once, catching herself on the railing, her blade flashing in her free hand. Sparks flared in the air around them, shimmering lines of static as the fragments began colliding. It was like watching glass panes grind together—loud, grinding, unbearable.
They leapt as the platform split apart, barely landing on a fragment of stairs that spiraled into nothing. The stairs shook, chunks falling away one by one.
"Where the hell is Keller?" Hana growled, scanning the chaos.
