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In a world where reality itself can be manipulated, Sierra, a brilliant but reluctant hacker, uncovers a terrifying secret: a mind-control system known as the Protocol, designed to alter the fabric of history and reality. As she dives deeper into the system, she discovers that the Protocol isn't just a tool for controlling minds-it's a weapon capable of erasing entire civilizations and rewriting existence. Now, with time running out and the world teetering on the brink of collapse, Sierra must navigate a dangerous game of deception, survival, and rebellion. Alongside a mysterious ally, she faces an impossible choice: to destroy the Protocol and risk being erased from history, or to control it and become the architect of a new, unstable reality. With the fate of humanity hanging in the balance, Sierra must decide if she can truly rewrite the world or if it will rewrite her.Great!

> She was never supposed to exist...

Sierra Vale thought she was just a brilliant hacker—until a rogue program called The Protocol whispers a chilling truth: “You are not Sierra Vale.”

Thrust into a world of secret labs, hidden memories, and a conspiracy that could enslave millions, Sierra must fight not only for survival but to uncover who—or what—she really is.

With enemies closing in and her mind cracking open to terrifying memories, there’s only one mission left:
Take down the Protocol before it takes her.

Your name was just the beginning.

Code name: Starlight

Great! Here's Chapter 11: The Man with the Trigger, continuing directly from the fin

Chapter 11: The Man with the Trigger

The server room buzzed with stale air and dying light. Sierra sat on a metal crate, staring at the floor, her mind spiraling like a hurricane trapped in a bottle. Her reflection wavered in the dark glass of the monitor screen—eyes wide, face pale.

But she didn't feel like herself anymore.

Across the room, Knox stood at the control table, his fingers flying across the console as lines of code rolled down the screen. Tracking signals. Surveillance loops. Failsafe logs.

"How do you find someone like that?" she asked, her voice hoarse.

"You don't," Knox replied. "You bait them."

He nodded. "The Protocol's watching you. Always has been. If they want to activate it, they have to connect to your mind again. And when they do—we trace the signal back."

"And if you don't trace it fast enough?" she asked.

Knox met her gaze. "Then you detonate. Not like a bomb. But like a contagion."

Sierra swallowed hard. "So I'm a weapon."

"You were made to be one," he said quietly. "But that doesn't mean you have to be."

For a long moment, there was silence.

Sierra stood, heart pounding. "Is it him?"

Knox stared at the screen. "Whoever it is—they're close. Real close."

A map blinked onto the display. A blinking red dot.

"Sector Nine," Knox murmured. "Old comms bunker. That's where the signal's routing from."

Sierra stepped beside him. "Then let's go."

He looked at her. "It's not that simple. If you get within range of the signal... it could trigger activation."

Sierra clenched her fists. "I'm not hiding anymore."

Knox hesitated. Then handed her a wrist band—sleek, matte black, with a single glowing button.

"Signal suppressor. It'll give you fifteen minutes of protection from activation—once."

Sierra strapped it on. "Fifteen minutes is enough."

They left the safe room and climbed into an old armored bike hidden beneath a canvas tarp. The engine growled low, like a beast awakening from sleep.

As they sped through the ruins of the outer city—between broken towers and abandoned checkpoints—Sierra stared ahead, her thoughts racing.

And now she was going to meet the man who held the key.

She would finally see the face of the person who turned her into a weapon.

And she had no idea if she would leave alive.

Chapter 11: The Man with the Trigger.