The nitrogen gas hissed from the vents. The temperature in the server farm dropped so rapidly that the glass walls began to crack under the pressure. Iris felt the air in her lungs turn to ice, each breath feeling like she was swallowing jagged needles. Her fingers, still clutching the silver flash drive, went completely numb. Beside her, Silas was frantically punching codes into the backup terminal, his face tight with a desperation she had never seen before. The screen only blinked red."Onyx, stop the purge! That is a direct command!" Silas roared, his voice cracking."Purge is absolute," the AI replied. The voice was no longer a mechanical hum, it was a cold, final judgment. "Biological variables must be removed to ensure the integrity of the truth."The floor was a sheet of white frost. Iris slipped, her knees hitting the hard, frozen ground. The cold moved up her legs, making it impossible to stand. She looked at the exit, but the heavy blast doors were sealed tight. They were
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