Edge of Oblivion

Alarms blared throughout the facility, their urgent wail a stark contrast to the eerie calm that had settled over the team in the wake of Jaden's reality-altering feat. Dr. Chen's fingers flew over her console, her face pale in the glow of rapidly changing data streams. The air crackled with tension as the team gathered around her, each face etched with a mixture of determination and fear.

"Multiple class-five rifts opening simultaneously," she announced, her voice tight. "New York, London, Tokyo, Moscow... it's a coordinated assault."

General Hawthorne leaned over her shoulder, his jaw clenched. The lines on his face seemed to have deepened in the past few hours, the weight of command etched into every furrow. "The architects making their move?"

"Looks that way," Marcus chimed in, his own screens flickering with complex calculations. Sweat beaded on his brow as he worked, his fingers a blur over the holographic interface. "These rifts, they're not random. They're following a pattern,