There was no loading bar, no "Extracting..." animation. Instead, the room hummed—a low, subsonic frequency that made the marrow in his bones feel like static. Elias looked down at his hands, but they felt like they belonged to a mannequin he was operating from a great distance.
He hesitated. His finger hovered over the mouse. If he clicked this, would he go back? Or would the extraction be complete?
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