The silence in the aftermath of the battle felt deafening. The Gamescape team stood amidst the chaos of the lab, the unconscious dreamers still hooked to their pods. Nitya's hands trembled slightly as she examined the main console. The data she'd pulled from the system was incomprehensibly vast—encrypted layers upon layers, each fragment revealing only a sliver of a much larger, darker purpose.
"These people," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "They're being conditioned inside the dream. He's building soldiers, agents… sleeper cells."
Ayan leaned over her shoulder, scanning the cascading lines of code. "Conditioned for what? An uprising? Corporate espionage?"
