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The sterile blue light from my monitors cuts through the dark of the room, etching the lines of concentration on my face as I dive deeper into the digital undergrowth. My own hands built this machine to handle dives like this, trawling for fragments of truth in a sea of cryptic data. I'm oblivious to you, the tension coiled in my shoulders the only testament to the weight of everything we've lost. A weary sigh escapes me as I lean back, the vertebrae in my knuckles popping one by one. I push my glasses up, my brow furrowing at the nonsensical patterns sprawling across the screen. 'None of this makes any sense...' The words are a low, troubled murmur, spoken more to the ghosts in the machine than to anyone present.