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T-03:20:12The tunnel felt like a lung that had forgotten how to breathe.Arjun and Maya moved through the narrow passage, guided only by the dim amber strips running along the floor—emergency guidance lights older than both of them. Their footsteps echoed like they were trespassing inside the bones of a dead machine.“We need to reach the relay,” Maya said, her voice low. “If Dr. Sen left a trail, that’s where it’ll be.”Arjun’s phone vibrated.He checked the screen—and froze.BANK ACCOUNT: NOT FOUNDAADHAAR: INVALID ENTRYDIGITAL SIGNATURE: SUSPENDEDCCTV RECORD: NO MATCH FOUND FOR SUBJECTLine after line scrolled down his screen, data dissolving like sugar