The Final Destination
Wren’s coordinates led them to a secluded facility deep in the mountains, its silhouette barely visible against the night sky. “This is it,” Derek said, gripping the case tightly. The building looked abandoned, but the faint hum of machinery hinted otherwise. “Are you sure this is the right place?” Maddy asked, her voice laced with doubt. Wren’s reply crackled through the phone. “It’s the only place where the AI can be permanently disabled.”
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