The hologram

**Kelly Thompson's POV**

The hologram girl’s eyes are mine, but her smile is a stranger’s—sharp and surgical. She tilts her head, pixels glitching at the edges, as the scientist’s voice drones on. **“Subject K-7 shows no adverse effects from Echo’s DNA graft. Proceeding to cognitive integration.”**

Echo traces the hologram’s face with my finger, starlight bleeding from her touch. **“They named you after a failed experiment. How quaint.”**

Jara shatters a cryo-pod’s control panel with her rifle butt. **“Enough nostalgia. Where’s the kid?”**

**“Patience,”** Echo purrs. **“The Verse buried their sins deep.”**

The lab’s fluorescents flicker, revealing a vault door hidden beneath layers of ice. Eden presses his palm to it, frost melting under his scars. **“She’s here. I can feel her.”**

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### **The Chrysalis**

The vault opens into a garden of flesh.