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6 | THE SIGNAL CHAPTER 1 The morning shift started at 8:30 AM. Dr. James Hanserman, MD, was already on his third cup of coffee. As a lead engineer at the facility, he was responsible for monit- oring the levels across the entire grid. The air in the control room was thick with the hum of servers and the smell of ozone. The Discovery James looked at the monitor, and the meter was spiking. The needles jumped toward the red zone with a rhythmic, mechanical-thud. He leaned closer to the glass, his breath fogging the display while adjusting his thin, overused glasses. "It, it is actually happening", he said in a broken voice. Dr. Hanserman turned to his assistant, who was still casually scrolling through a tablet. "Get out of the building now!", he yelled. JAMES M. RODGATE | THE SIGNAL
7 | THE SIGNAL The Aftermath | A Point of No Return The silence that followed was heavy. They stood in the parking lot, watching the facil- ity vents release a steady stream of fire and steam into the cold air. James felt a surge of pride mixed with terror. "We secured the data before the shutdown!", he said in a stern, commanding voice. He loo- ked down at his trembling hands, the weight of the discovery finally settling in his chest. "But, we lost the mainframe, everything we built over the last ten years is gone." JAMES M. RODGATE | THE SIGNAL
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CHAPTER 1. <break time="2.0s" /> The morning shift started at eight thirty A. M. Doctor James Hanserman, M. D., was already on his third cup of coffee. As a lead engineer at the facility, he was responsible for monitoring the levels across the entire grid. The air in the control room was thick with the hum of servers and the smell of ozone. <break time="2.0s" /> THE DISCOVERY. <break time="1.2s" /> James looked at the monitor, and the meter was spiking. The needles jumped toward the red zone with a rhythmic, mechanical thud. He leaned closer to the glass, his breath fogging the display while adjusting his thin, overused glasses. "It... it.. is actually happening..", he said in a broken voice. Doctor Hanserman turned to his assistant, who was still casually scrolling through a tablet. "GET OUT OF THE BUILDING NOW!", he yelled. <break time="2.0s" /> THE AFTERMATH, A POINT OF NO RETURN. <break time="1.2s" /> The silence that followed was heavy. They stood in the parking lot, watching the facility vents release a steady stream of fire and steam into the cold air. James felt a surge of pride mixed with terror. "We secured the data before the shutdown!" he said in a stern, commanding voice. He looked down at his trembling hands, the weight of the discovery finally settling in his chest. "But, we lost the mainframe, everything we built over the last ten years is gone."