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Chapter 21

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Nobody told her about the noise.

She had read every medical volume Marcus owned on neonatal development. She had memorized feeding intervals, sleep cycles, and the exact metabolic thresholds for infant dehydration. What no book had communicated was the specific, layered, relentless texture of the sound. Four newborns living inside a concrete server farm didn't cry in unison; they cried in a complex, overlapping counterpoint that filled every corner of the dark space.

Cael cried only when his di
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