The — Company -v5.12.0 Public- -westane-

The silver in my blood isn’t poison. It’s a seed. When I die, I won’t stop. I’ll become part of the infrastructure. A living relay. The Company isn’t an organization. It’s a parasite. Version 5.12.0 Private is the manual for how to eat your own species from the inside out.

He looked.

had one final line of text, buried in the fine print of every worker’s contract, page 1,047, paragraph 9: The Company -v5.12.0 Public- -Westane-

Westane’s hand trembled. He looked at his own forearm. Under the skin, faint silver threads glistened. He’d always thought it was scar tissue. The silver in my blood isn’t poison