S-2876 • L3 Sintoluna • D28 Silente
"Sintoluna tunes the final thread of the sky. Silente pours luminous quiet. The tide gathers silver in a gentle curve. The narrative senses the portal in the air."
A FEW HOURS LATER
SOLTERRA, NETHERIA, SÃO PAULO, BRASIL
Hikaru woke up.
He rubbed his forehead, pain throbbing.
He sat up.
What the hell was that?
Boxes stacked around him.
Piles of junk. Rusted metal parts.
Dirty fabrics. Forgotten equipment.
He coughed.
Dry dust scratching his lungs.
Kuso.
"Home sweet home."
Dragging footsteps tore through the silence.
Saymon crouched beside him.
"Do whatever you want with the place.
You just have to stay here."
The nanoengineer frowned.
"Where am I?"
"You'll find out soon enough.
The Father wants to see you.
Very soon."