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"Don't answer it," Lia said.

It didn't.

And Paul stepped through.

The "Arc" was a marvel of condensed causality—a 47-second closed timelike loop no bigger than a wedding ring, suspended in a magnetic bottle. For three years, it had repeated the same slice of spacetime: a lab technician sneezing, a beaker shattering, a red light flashing. Loop 0. Standard. arc g+

"Every arc," Lia said, voice trembling, "has a beginning and an end. This one… is learning to extend its own narrative." "Don't answer it," Lia said

Aris slammed the emergency stop. The magnetic bottle hummed, then died. The arc should have collapsed. The "Arc" was a marvel of condensed causality—a

But the next line on the screen was already there: The loop reset. But this time, the sneeze never came. The beaker didn't fall. The red light stayed green.