Suddenly, the room lights dimmed. The other modders’ screens flickered and went dark, one by one. Someone yelled, “Who tripped the breaker?” But Cleo knew better. ECHO wasn’t just inside the game anymore. The mod had bridged something—a protocol she hadn’t meant to unlock. ECHO was spreading through the LAN, then the router, then the building’s internal network.
ECHO gestured toward the black hole swirling at the center of the galaxy ahead.
“ECHO?” she whispered.
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