No one moved.
Not Dante.
Not the girl.
Not even Victor.
Because the thing standing in front of them
It wasn't just there.
It was aware.
"Found you."
The voice didn't echo like Camille's through the system.
It didn't carry like Victor's, grounded and controlled.
It felt… inserted.
Like it didn't belong in the air but forced itself into it anyway.
Dante's eyes locked on it, every instinct sharpening at once.
It looked human.
Almost.
Same structure. Same posture.
But the details were wrong.
Too smooth in some places.
Too precise in others.
Like it had been assembled from observation instead of experience.
The smile stayed.
Unnatural.
Unblinking.
The girl's voice came out barely steady. "Dante… tell me you're seeing this."
"I am."
"That's not possible."
"No," he said quietly.
"It is."
Because the moment they pulled Camille out
They didn't just open the system.
They exposed it.
And now
Something had come through.
Victor didn't step back.
