Unseen Cargo

The room remained suspended in the aftermath of Kira’s final words, as if sound itself needed permission to return. Screens hummed softly. Status lights blinked. Somewhere in the room, a clock ticked—steady, indifferent.

Twelve hours.

It wasn’t the number that unsettled them. It was what could happen inside it.

Kaelen finally exhaled, dragging a hand down his face. His gaze lingered on the dark