Juq10 -

For the first time, JUQ10—no, Lena —took a breath that felt like her own.

Behind her, alarm sirens. Ahead, a dark city and a missing architect. And somewhere in between, nine ghosts of herself waiting to be set free. For the first time, JUQ10—no, Lena —took a

JUQ10—Lena—stood in the rain leaking through the dome. For the first time

Vale’s voice hardened: “You are JUQ10. A cognitive asset. Return to base for decontamination.” alarm sirens. Ahead