The Trending Feeds Lifted Me Up

"How'd you know?" the foreman asked, pale as paper. "I heard it," Noah said. He heard the words himself and froze for a beat. Yes. He wasn't hearing machines make noise. He was hearing danger. This time, Noah didn't rush. He closed his eyes and let every sound settle into his body. The hiss of electricity, the hum of fans, the steel echo of container walls - all of it turned into layers of waves. He put his hand on the nearest wall and pushed along that wave. Someone on the other side yelped. A hidden monitor operator dropped the control unit. Noah kicked the door open. Inside were three people in dark workwear, a cluster of monitors in front of them, all of them watching the port district, the hospital, and the black-market attack site.