At the peak of Summer, in a realm where circuits intertwine with consciousness, Martha and David question whether a menacing algorithm conceals the whispers of spirits, blurring the boundaries between technology and ethereal existence.

It's a stiff neck. An ache in the spine. An embedded thorn. Helena wishes it were all just a memory, but the process continues to drain her. It's as if she's chained to her own heart. Only shards remain.