“Elara… you there?”
Nyx’s voice pulled her from her thoughts. She looked up, finding him leaning against her apartment door, arms crossed and looking at her with that familiar mix of curiosity and concern.
“Sorry, I… was just thinking.” She gestured for him to come inside, her voice sounding distant even to her own ears.
He stepped in, glancing around at the dim, cluttered apartment. Elara’s place was modest, filled with little pieces of her life, but there was one spot that always drew her gaze. On the corner of a bookshelf, half-hidden by other books, sat an old, faded notebook. It was one of the few things she had left of her mother.
“Still with me?” Nyx’s voice jolted her out of her thoughts again.
“Yeah, yeah. Sorry.” She took a breath, feeling like she was coming back to the present.
Nyx tilted his head, watching her closely. “You sure? You’ve been a little… distracted lately. What’s going on?”
She hesitated, running her fingers along the edge of the notebook on the shelf. “Do you… do you remember how I told you my mother was against LifeNet?”
He nodded slowly, folding his arms. “I remember. You said she never really trusted it, even when everyone else did.”
“Yeah, she…” Elara’s voice trailed off, a sense of unease creeping into her. “She used to warn me, you know? She’d tell me to stay away, that there were things about LifeNet no one really understood.”
Nyx frowned. “Like what?”
“I don’t know,” Elara admitted. “But she was… she was serious about it. I remember one time I asked her why she was so against it, and she just looked at me, like… like she was scared. She told me to never trust it.”
Nyx’s expression softened, but there was an intensity in his gaze. “Do you think… do you think she knew something?”
Elara looked down, running her fingers over the notebook’s worn cover. “Maybe. She was a researcher before… before she died. And she had access to things. Things about LifeNet.”
Nyx leaned closer, his voice low. “And you think she found something?”
Elara opened the notebook, flipping through the pages. Most of it was filled with notes, but there were little messages scattered between the lines, phrases that hadn’t made sense to her as a child. Warnings, written in her mother’s delicate handwriting.
“I never really understood these,” she whispered, tracing the words on one page. “But it’s like… it’s like she was trying to tell me something. And… I don’t know, Nyx. It’s almost like she left a message here, something she wanted me to find.”
Nyx glanced at the page, frowning. “What does it say?”
Elara read aloud, her voice barely a whisper. “Trust only what you see. LifeNet hides its truth in plain sight.” She swallowed, feeling a shiver run through her. “It doesn’t make any sense.”
Nyx’s expression was grim. “Maybe it does. Think about it—LifeNet is everywhere. It’s in everyone’s lives. But no one questions it. No one sees what’s really happening behind the scenes.”
Elara closed the notebook, her grip tight. “I feel like… like she knew. Like she found out something dangerous.”
Nyx put a hand on her shoulder, his voice gentle. “Elara, maybe there’s a reason she didn’t want you to look into it. If she knew something… maybe that’s what got her killed.”
She bit her lip, the familiar ache of grief and anger rising in her chest. “I can’t just ignore it, Nyx. I have to know. I have to understand what she was trying to warn me about.”
He sighed, glancing at the notebook. “Alright. But we have to be careful. If LifeNet finds out you’re digging…”
“I know,” Elara said, her voice determined. “But I can’t let this go. Not anymore.”
She flipped through the pages again, her heart pounding as she scanned her mother’s notes. Then, at the back of the notebook, something caught her eye—a symbol. A small, intricate mark, drawn in the margins, barely noticeable.
“Look at this,” she whispered, holding the notebook up to Nyx. “Do you recognize this symbol?”
Nyx squinted, shaking his head. “No… but it looks like something official. Maybe a government seal?”
Elara nodded, a chill creeping down her spine. “My mother worked with government contracts, sometimes for LifeNet. But she… she hated that job. I remember her saying it was dangerous, that there were things she saw that kept her up at night.”
Nyx frowned. “What if… what if that symbol is a code? Like, something only she would know.”
Elara’s mind raced as she traced the symbol with her finger. It was simple, but it felt important, as if it held the key to something larger. She could almost imagine her mother, sitting at this very desk, deciding to leave her a message, hidden where only she would look.
“Elara?” Nyx’s voice broke her thoughts again.
“Sorry,” she whispered, shaking her head. “I just… I can’t help but feel like this was her last warning to me.”
Nyx glanced at the notebook, his voice careful. “Elara… do you really think it’s safe to keep going?”
She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She could still hear her mother’s voice, the gentle way she’d say, “Don’t trust what you don’t see, Elara. Don’t let anyone control what you believe.”
“I have to, Nyx,” she said softly. “If my mother died because of this… I have to know why.”
He sighed, but there was a look of understanding in his eyes. “Alright. Just promise me you’ll be careful.”
She nodded, feeling a strange sense of calm settle over her. But there was something else too—an instinct, pulling her forward, telling her she was on the edge of something dangerous and dark.
Her eyes fell on the notebook once more, and suddenly, a memory surfaced, a vague recollection of a conversation with her mother.
“Elara,” her mother had said once, her voice trembling slightly. “There are things in this world people would do anything to protect. LifeNet is one of them. Just promise me… promise me you’ll stay away.”
“But why, Mom?” she had asked, feeling confused and hurt.
Her mother had looked at her with such sadness in her eyes, as if she wanted to say more but couldn’t. “Some things are better left alone. If you dig too deep, Elara… you might not like what you find.”
The memory faded, leaving Elara staring at the symbol in the notebook, a chill creeping over her. She glanced at Nyx, her mind racing.
“What if there’s a place she wanted me to look?” she whispered, feeling a strange certainty settle within her. “Something she wanted me to find.”
Nyx raised an eyebrow. “You mean… like a location? Somewhere she hid something?”
“Maybe,” Elara said, her voice growing more confident. “Maybe she left something… something LifeNet didn’t want her to reveal.”
Nyx looked at her, his expression cautious but intrigued. “If you’re right, that means LifeNet might have missed it. Whatever she left… it could be the key to everything.”
Elara felt a surge of determination, her mother’s words echoing in her mind. She knew the risks, but the pull was too strong to ignore.
“We have to find it,” she whispered, clutching the notebook tightly.
Nyx looked at her, a mixture of admiration and worry in his eyes. “Then let’s do it. But remember, if LifeNet catches wind of this…”
Elara nodded, her gaze steely. “I know. But it’s worth it.”
As she looked at the notebook, she felt a strange sense of connection, as if her mother were there beside her, guiding her forward. But beneath the determination, a nagging doubt lingered, a whisper of fear that told her she was standing on the edge of something she couldn’t turn back from.
"Elara! Elara, wait up!"Turning around, Elara saw Ben jogging toward her, waving his hand. She paused, watching him as he caught up, his face flushed with excitement.“Hey, Ben. What's got you all fired up?” she asked, arching an eyebrow.“You won’t believe what I just saw!” he said breathlessly. “It was weird, like, really weird.”She smirked. “You say that about every new gadget you buy. What is it this time? Some new LifeNet upgrade?”Ben shook his head, his eyes wide. “No, not exactly. It’s about Emory.”Elara’s smirk faded. Emory was one of Ben’s oldest friends, a regular LifeNet user who had always been vocal about its benefits. She’d seen him just last week, and he’d looked as chipper as ever, singing LifeNet’s praises without hesitation.“What about him?” she asked, her voice careful.Ben hesitated, glancing around. “Can we… talk somewhere a little quieter? This feels too weird to say out loud.”Elara felt a shiver of curiosity as they stepped into a small, quiet café nearby.
Chapter 5. The Warning"Alright, Elara, time to call it a night," she muttered to herself, rubbing her temples and leaning back in her chair. The screen in front of her was filled with files, data logs, and cryptic notes she’d gathered on LifeNet.Hours had slipped by in a blur, her focus so sharp she’d barely registered the passing time. Each new detail she uncovered only seemed to raise more questions, making the mystery feel like a black hole, pulling her deeper with every moment.Her thoughts were interrupted by a soft chime on her terminal, a single ping that echoed in the quiet room. Elara frowned. The message wasn’t from any of her usual contacts, nor from the encrypted channels she sometimes used for research. It was just a blank notification with a blinking icon on her screen.“Huh… That’s strange,” she mumbled, hesitating before clicking on it.The screen flickered once, then the message loaded:“Stay out of this. Your life depends on it.”Elara felt a chill creep down her sp
“Elara, did you hear me?”The voice jolted her from her thoughts. She looked up to see Kira standing by her desk, giving her a strange look.“Oh, sorry. Got lost in my head for a second. What were you saying?” Elara replied, shaking herself out of the daze.Kira rolled her eyes, smirking. “I was asking if you wanted to grab a coffee break. You’ve been at it for hours.”Elara nodded, getting up from her chair. “Yeah, coffee sounds good.”They made their way to the break room, and Elara tried to brush off the lingering unease from last night’s warning message. But the words kept creeping back, “You won’t receive another notice.”“So, what’s up with you today?” Kira asked, pouring herself a coffee. “You look like you saw a ghost.”Elara forced a laugh, shaking her head. “Didn’t sleep well, that’s all.” She busied herself with her cup, trying to keep her face neutral.“Join the club,” Kira said with a chuckle. “Liam’s been ranting about his dog’s birthday for, like, the fifth time this wee
“Elara, are you still up?”Nyx’s message popped onto her screen, startling her out of her thoughts. She’d been staring at her terminal for what felt like ages, trying to make sense of the odd encounters from the past few days.She sighed, typing back quickly, “Yeah, still up. Been thinking about all this… whatever this is. It’s too much.”A few seconds later, his response flashed back. “I get it. Just… don’t dive too deep alone, okay?”She smiled to herself, finding comfort in his words. “I’ll be fine. I’m just… looking through some of my mom’s old journals. Hoping there’s something here.”“Your mom’s journals?” he replied, adding a thoughtful pause. “Do you think she knew something back then?”Elara stared at the message, her thoughts swirling. “Honestly, I don’t know. But I can’t shake the feeling that she might’ve had some idea about LifeNet’s real agenda.”Nyx sent back a simple, “Good luck,” and then signed off, leaving her alone with the journal that lay open on her desk.Elara t
“Are you really going to do this?” Nyx’s voice crackled softly over the line.Elara looked at herself in the mirror, her reflection calm but her eyes betraying a simmering determination. She adjusted her collar, trying to shake off the nervous energy.“Yes,” she replied. “If there’s anyone who might know about the glitches, it’ll be someone inside LifeNet. I need to get close enough to one of the technicians to ask the right questions.”Nyx sighed on the other end. “Just be careful, alright? Don’t go mentioning anything too specific. These people are… well, let’s just say they’re experts at keeping secrets.”Elara forced a small smile. “Relax, Nyx. I know what I’m doing. It’ll just be small talk.”“If you say so,” he replied, though she could hear the concern in his voice. “Let me know if you need anything. I’m just a message away.”Elara ended the call, taking a deep breath before stepping out into the bustling city evening. The event she was headed to was held at a sleek, minimalist
"Elara, do you think it’s true?" Isla's voice trembled as she looked at the towering LifeNet building from the lab's window.Elara glanced over, her fingers still hovering over her computer keys. "Do I think what’s true?""That LifeNet can give us eternity," Isla murmured, her gaze fixed on the city below. "Imagine… a life without an end. Doesn’t that sound like freedom?"Elara hesitated, feeling a familiar unease creep in. "Freedom… isn’t that easy. I think we’d be fools to think they’re giving it away without a price."She turned back to her screen, scanning the data logs she had uncovered just hours before. Elara had stumbled upon strange, irregular patterns within the LifeNet servers—data fragments that didn’t add up, as though something was decaying inside. But whenever she tried to dig deeper, access was blocked, as if someone didn’t want her to look too closely."How do you even know it’s safe?" Elara added, more to herself than to Isla. "We’re talking about people’s minds—year
"Are you sure about this?" Isla’s voice was barely a whisper as she followed Elara down the quiet street, her eyes darting around them.Elara pulled her coat tighter against the night chill. "I have to be. Whoever that was, they know something. Something LifeNet doesn’t want me to find.""And you think meeting a total stranger in a dark alley at midnight is the answer?" Isla shot her a look that was part worry, part exasperation. "Elara, this sounds like a trap."Elara didn’t answer right away. Deep down, she knew Isla had a point. But she was too close to walk away now. Every fiber of her being screamed that there was something dark lurking beneath LifeNet's promise of eternal life. And if someone else had answers, she couldn’t just ignore it."Maybe it’s a risk," Elara said finally. "But I’d rather risk something than live with secrets and lies. Don’t you feel it too, Isla? That we’re all just… puppets, being led around by promises that are too good to be true?"Isla hugged herself,