She knelt. A rectangle, no bigger than her palm. Matte black. A single red light pulsed weakly.
“File 734. Recording. Timestamp corrupted. User: Unknown.” ab13x audio
“This is Dr. Aris Thorne, Aegis Station. If anyone finds this—don’t play this file in the open. They hear through the AB13X. They always hear.” She knelt
The red light stayed on.