Jude's eyes snapped open.
He was somewhere else.
Not the city.
Not the void.
A room.
A real, tangible room.
The air smelled different here. It was warm, steady, filled with something that felt familiar but unplaceable. He sat up, his mind still spinning. The woman was standing nearby, watching him carefully.
Jude swallowed, his throat dry. "Where are we?"
Her gaze remained steady. "Somewhere safe. For now."
Jude exhaled slowly, trying to process everything. The Architects. The city. The rewriting of reality itself.
Nothing made sense.
But one thing was clear.
This wasn't over.
