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Divine Spark Rising
Aleph touched the glass again, fast, twice, as if
knocking. The room answered with a tremor. Far
away, machinery remembered to wake.
In Henry’s pocket, his phone lit itself and
showed a location pin where no map should have
held ground: Rua do Arsenal — Access K. A tunnel
that didn’t exist, a maintenance hatch below the
Baixa grid.
Aleph had opened a second door. Not here.
Above.
He signed one last phrase — the gentlest Henry
had ever seen on human hands. Go.
“Come with us,” Henry said.
Aleph smiled a fraction that hurt. He made a
small closing motion, like a book finished. No.
Sera stepped forward and put her fingers to his
wrist. She didn’t pull. She just made contact,
present tense. Aleph closed his eyes briefly, which
for him was the same as a sob in a louder man.
Then the room woke properly. The blue pulse
sharpened into a white line. The floor under their
feet remembered it could be a lake or a blade.
Carolina grabbed the pinning coordinates from
Henry’s phone with a swipe, shoved them to her
own device, and tugged Sera backward.
“Álvaro,” Henry said, and it was a prayer.
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