Elena screamed full awake, her body bathed in cold sweat. The familiar ceiling of her condo greeted her, with daylight flowing through half-drawn curtains. She touched her chest, where the corruption had burnt through her during the previous cycle. No pain. No crystal shards.
Just remembering.
"1000 and," she said softly, pushing herself up. This time might be different. This time, she remembered Cassandra's warning about time fractures and circle breaking. She knew the truth about venture Threshold. Approximately Charlie.
Her smartphone chimed at 7:15 a.m. There are four hours till the primary earthquake. Six until the dungeons appeared.
