Amelia
No one knew how to fix it, not the scientists, not the Pack Council, not even the vampire contractors who had built it. The relay triggers weren’t just physical; they had embedded themselves deep in the nervous system, like mold growing into the foundation of a house.
Sleeper conditioning didn’t activate with a single command. It echoed through tissue, reinforced itself over time, and took hold until it became the dominant instinct.
And Simon believed the solution wouldn’t come from the outside. It had to be grown inside a living body that could meet the signal at its source.
That’s why we were here.
After the meeting, when the cameraman froze mid-broadcast and the entire realm witnessed exactly what these systems could still do, Simon fell silent. He wasn’t angry, and he wasn’t afraid. He sat in the lab without moving until the lights shut off automatically. Then he stood, walked out, and said, “We’ll have to grow the fix”
The serum he had used in the field worked only after someone had already been compromised. It could stabilize them after a triggering event, but it couldn’t prevent the next one. The towers weren’t dormant anymore. They were waking, and they were spreading.
This time, Simon didn’t reach for equipment. His answerwasn’t in a vial or a machine. He called it counter-resonance, a harmonic frequency carried within ä living hybrid, capable of interfering with sleeper conditioning before it latched onto the mind.
Machines couldn’t maintain the balance. Artificial pulses either shattered the subject’s mental cohesion or activated the conditioning outright. The only way to override a frequency without destroying the host was to meet it from inside.
And apparently, that meant me.
Simon believed something in my body had changed during the summit. My hybrid physiology had already begun responding to the bell frequencies in a way nothing else had. While others had shut down, I had adapted. My blood didn’t reject the resonance. It absorbed and reshaped it. Simon said I was the only one who hadn’t reacted violently to the prototype waveform.
The resonance room was completed in six days. It had once been a sealed-off bunker beneath the medical wing, lined with thick walls, no windows, and designed to suppress sound entirely.
Simon reengineered it into a harmonic chamber meant for vibration and projection. The walls shimmered faintly when struck by tone. The padded floors softened falls and dampened vibration. Light filtered in through layered mesh that prevented overstimulation. One wall was stacked with monitors, while the far corner held a+30 Bonus



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