He touched his face. Still flesh. Still breathing. But something was missing. The humming—the constant, beautiful data-stream from the Core—was silent.
The screen flashed again: THERE ARE 7 OTHER MINUS UNITS IN THIS FACILITY. ONE OF THEM IS A LIAR. ONE OF THEM IS A BOMB. FIND THE BOMB. WIN YOUR UPGRADE BACK. x minus pro
The bomb was ticking in the liar’s chest. He touched his face
Aris laughed bitterly. A game. They’d turned failed gods into pawns for entertainment. x minus pro
