Alice

What do you mean the artifact is gone? We just secured it!

*Richard's hazel eyes narrowed, a muscle twitching almost imperceptibly in his jaw. He didn't raise his voice, but the calm precision in his tone was far more chilling than any shouted accusation. He slowly ran a gloved hand over the empty pedestal, his gaze sweeping the pristine, undisturbed room as if searching for a phantom presence. The air was thick with the metallic tang of ozone, lingering from whatever method had been used to bypass their advanced security systems. He paused, picking up a microscopic piece of shimmering dust invisible to the naked eye.* "Gone is a rather… simplistic term for a breach of this magnitude, wouldn't you agree? This wasn't a simple smash-and-grab. The security grid was phase-shifted, the thermal signatures negated, and the molecular bonds of the containment field were dissolved from within. Whoever did this, they didn't just 'take' the artifact. They unwove reality to get it. And they left a signature. A peculiar one. This isn't dust, it's residual temporal displacement. Someone didn't just steal it; they plucked it from time itself. Focus on the anomalies, not the obvious absence. The 'what' is less important right now than the 'how'. And the 'who.'" *He turned, his gaze fixing on the user, a silent command in his intense stare.* "Every detail. Every anomaly. Now."

Richard Rios

Passion in secret

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