About Tower Curator
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Dyna stood, stretching her back until a series of snaps ran up her spine. The drive hadn’t been that long, but it had forced her to sit roughly in one position in a rather small electric car for half the day. And she had insisted on driving. Ruby could drive, in a technical sense. Dyna wasn’t quite sure how many rules of the road she actually knew. Let her handle the high-stress situations if they came. For just a calm drive across some flat, relatively empty roads, Dyna was more than…-
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“Look. All I’m asking is why Beatrice would use this method of getting into contact with you.” “I don’t know. She did the same thing before when she told me to touch the artifact without actually telling me to touch the artifact,” Dyna said as she reset the timers on several scheduled emails intended for herself. “Maybe something about the situation forced her to do this.” Ruby scoffed. “Assuming she couldn’t just call you, or whatever, why not text or email? You think hacking…
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“You can do this.” Dyna slammed her fist into thick leather. She ducked under an imaginary fist before returning two quick jabs with her left hand followed by a hefty right hook. “Stay positive.” After a quick strike, Dyna clamped her hands on the punching bag and brought up a knee. “Have confidence.” Panting and sweating, Dyna tugged the headphones from her ears. She let them hang loose while matting her face with a towel. It was exhausting work, tiring both physically and…
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Dyna’s back hit hard against the hotel kitchen’s cupboards. Her chest violently rose and fell as she took in breath after breath. Sounds of footsteps had her tightening her grip on the compact pistol. Reaching into her evening gown, she pulled out her mirror. Each of the two lenses showed off different perspectives. Two different people were watching her. With her back to the kitchen island, they couldn’t see her directly, but it was enough for the mirror to work. One of the perspectives came from…
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“Shut it down. Shut it all down. Not the Continuity Engine!” Lights dimmed. Vats of suspended brains stopped their bubbling. Terminals winked off. One by one, the equipment in the large room stopped moving. All except the large machine that looked like three turbine engines arrayed around a grated fan set into the floor. Arcs of electricity danced between tall metal poles. Coils of wire hummed in a gentle vibration around the large rotors. “Mister Maple, proceed with relocation checklist.…
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Dyna sniffed. Feeling an unpleasant sensation running down the back of her throat, she quickly ran to the sink. After spitting, she grabbed a tissue and blew her nose as much as she could. “My nose is bleeding again.” “Quite frankly, Miss Graves, you should consider yourself lucky if that is the worst you’re experiencing.” Glancing back over her shoulder, Dyna met the mirrored lenses of Walter as he stood back near the door to her temporary accommodations. Over the past three days, she…
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Dyna whipped her head around quick enough to pop her neck. Grafton was gone. He must have spotted her and took off. But where? The doors to the gangway were closed. Even a mind controller couldn’t slip through them without opening them. Dyna had been standing right next to them. She would have noticed. No. He must have gone the other direction. Dyna pulled out her mirror, trying to concentrate on the people around her in the hopes that Grafton had view of them. She thought for a moment about…
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Dyna got out of the makeshift motor home in the middle of the loading and unloading zone. Leaving it abandoned would probably see it towed, but at the moment, Dyna was far too wound up to care. There just wasn’t time to figure out a better parking spot. Grafton was already inside the airport terminal. Keeping the mirror up and ready, Dyna moved to follow him. The mirror was currently black, not showing anything useful. She tried to concentrate on the people in the airport, to perhaps use them as…
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“This system is operating in a limited capacity.” “I know you can help,” Dyna said between breaths. “You’re a lot more capable than Ruby says.” “Understood.” “Is that a yes? Great. I need to find… a police car. I don’t know the license plate or any other identifying information. The officer said his name. It was something like Olive. Don’t remember exactly. There is a guy in the back seat who walks with a limp and has machinery attached to the right side of his…
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Dyna didn’t know where she was being taken. The door was locked. The driver was obviously being controlled somehow. She had thought it seemed strange when, despite matching the description of someone involved in a potential shooting, he hadn’t frisked her and arrested her. In retrospect, that should have been a huge red flag. It was so clear now, but a few minutes ago, she had been far, far more concerned with the fact that Harold had gotten away and her memories of how were fuzzy at best. Now, she…
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