Jack didn't sleep that night. His mind was a whirlwind of fragmented thoughts and half-understood truths. He needed answers, but the more he learned, the more it felt like every answer led to more questions. His parents' involvement in gravity manipulation was just the beginning—what the man had said about time itself, about Hesta's influence, kept echoing in his mind.
He didn't have much time before Hesta would come for him, just as they had come for his parents. But there was one thing Jack knew with certainty: he would not go down without a fight. He had inherited their genius, their drive, and now, he had to tap into it.The room was silent except for the hum of his computer as Jack searched for any trace of his parents' work. He pulled up more files, deciphering their encrypted data with increasing ease. It was as if something inside him had been unlocked—some latent skill or power, perhaps something his parents had hoped he would inherit. But with it came a strange sense of unease. This power, whatever it was, felt different. It wasn't just gravity manipulation—it was something more profound.Suddenly, his screen flickered, and an encrypted message appeared, one he had never seen before. It was a link to a remote location—coordinates buried deep in his parents' research.Jack's heart skipped a beat. This was it. The final piece of the puzzle.With determination, he copied the coordinates and began planning his next move. There was no turning back now.