Elijah's encrypted message led us to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Toronto. The dimly lit interior seemed to swallow us whole.
"Welcome to my temporary HQ," Elijah said, gesturing to rows of computer screens.
Maya's eyes widened. "This is the NeuroCore data?"
Elijah nodded. "Sanctuary's backup servers transmitted it just before destruction."
Nova, still recovering from her injury, scrutinized the screens. "This code... it's unlike anything I've seen."
Phoenix's gaze locked onto mine. "Ethan, your parents' research holds the key."
Suddenly, a screen flickered to life, displaying a cryptic message:
"Project Elysium: Hidden Protocol. Authorization required."
Elijah's expression turned grim. "This is it. The Agency's endgame."
Maya's voice dropped to a whisper. "What does it mean?"
Nova's eyes locked onto mine. "Ethan, I think you're the authorization."