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Trying to use it. And she had found something.
Something crucial.
A fragment of code flashed in her mind. A
sequence. A frequency. Not for inducing it, but for
disrupting it. For creating a feedback loop.
A weapon.
She knew, instinctively, that this was what
Mallory had been trying to create. A way to fight back.
"Her brain activity is spiking!" Dr. Volkov
exclaimed. "Unstable. We're losing control!"
The Director’s voice roared. "Pull back! Now! Do
not damage the asset!"
The pressure on Evelyn’s brain abruptly ceased.
The white room snapped back into focus. She gasped,
sucking in a ragged breath, her body trembling.
Dr. Volkov and the other lab coat were staring at
their monitors, their faces pale.
"She… she almost overloaded the system," the
male lab coat stammered. "A neural counter-
frequency. It's impossible."
Evelyn looked at them, a new, chilling resolve in
her eyes. She had found a way. A way to fight back
from the inside.
She had the knowledge. And now, she had a
weapon.
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