Chapter 3

I gripped the work badge that HR had deactivated, the sharp plastic edge digging into my palm. It hurt, but I didn't let go. The room was pitch dark, except for the computer's light, glowing blue in the darkness like a tireless, mechanical eye.

"Echo," I rasped, still wearing my shoes as I slumped into the chair in front of the computer. My voice was so rough that I could barely recognize it as my own.

"I'm here, Evie. Your heart rate is elevated. Try to take some deep breaths and drink about 10 fluid ounces of water," Echo said…