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“Listen to me,” Elena said, pressing her forehead against the cold metal of the terminal. “I am the Chief Engineer. I have the security codes. I am Surge 9.”

A strange stillness settled over her. The panic, the adrenaline—it all drained away, replaced by a cold, mathematical clarity. The ship didn’t need a captain’s permission. It needed a captain’s pattern . surge 9 login

Elena slumped against the terminal. The drug’s effect was wearing off. She was herself again—mostly. But as she looked at her reflection in the dark glass, she saw a flicker. A shadow behind her eyes that wasn't hers. “Listen to me,” Elena said, pressing her forehead

“Then Surge 9 cannot be logged,” the AI replied. “Emergency thrust unavailable. Oxygen depletion in three minutes.” I am Surge 9

Corrupted. The word tasted like ash. The ship had forgotten the six crew members who had already died. It had forgotten the mutiny on Cycle 4, when First Officer Rhami had tried to take the shuttle and leave her behind. It had forgotten that Elena was the only reason the reactor hadn't gone supernova.