Signal Drift: Chapter 3

Signal Drift: Chapter 3

Cronauer didn’t hear the bombs. He felt them. It started with a jolt, like the building had hiccupped. Then the world went dark — the hum of servers, the glow of monitors, the constant whisper of cooling fans — all of it gone in an instant. Dead silence, thick as...
Signal Drift: Chapter 2

Signal Drift: Chapter 2

The barter table sat under the crooked skeleton of what used to be a town hall awning, its civic banners long since torn down or burned. Cronauer tightened his jacket against the creeping cold and eyed the exchange in front of him: three sealed pouches of heirloom...