Chapter Two: The Rooftop Fabricator

“Reporters don't read them.” Mist poured into the conference room. The seven lights brightened. Then a crimson line flashed through the structural map. The second battery bank was about to ignite. Refraction spoke through the bones behind Zhou's ear. [WESTERN JOINT FAILURE IN TWELVE SECONDS. UPPER STRUCTURE WILL TILT ELEVEN DEGREES.] “There isn't time to evacuate!” Lin shouted. Zhou dragged every cable command onto the same node. “Then we'll hold the building first.” All twenty-four drones dived. The forty-seventh floor became a sun.