Chapter 306: Wrong Grammar
The morning fog sat low over the depression. Zone Two's rock held none of it. The stone was too cold, too dense — it pushed the damp air upward and away. By the time Kai reached the zone's edge, the fog had broken and the highland sky above was pale and clear.
He had been awake since before first light.
Soren sat at the zone boundary with his instruments spread on a flat rock. He had not turned any of them on yet. He was reviewing his notes from the day before — three attempts, three data sets, each showing the same result.
"The carrier signal goes in," Soren said, without looking up. "And then it is absorbed. Uniformly. In all directions." He tapped the page. "Three settings. Three frequencies. Same outcome each time."
