For a brief moment, the only sounds were the hum of the emergency lights and the drip of Crawler ichor hitting the grated floor. Then Rosa snapped a crisp salute, a wicked grin breaking through the grime on her face. "A scavenger hunt. My favorite kind of date."
"Move," Sera commanded, her voice leaving no room for debate. She gently shifted Jin's head onto a folded blanket, her touch lingering just a moment too long before she pulled away, her expression hardening back into that of a commander.
Clara's fingers, racing across her medical scanner, froze mid-tap. She looked up, her eyes wide behind her glasses, magnifying the raw fear there. "Sera..."
The name came out as a whisper, a thread that pulled everyone's attention tight.
"What is it, Clara?" Sera asked, her patience already wearing thin.
"The power grid," Clara breathed, her voice shaking. "The primary grid... it's offline."
