After the second phase of the SEGI Project, when the Reggianes had departed and the skies still shimmered violet from their exhaust, a new presence arrived: the Wolves.
At first, no one knew who brought them. Some whispered they were bioengineered by the 3i-Atlas program as guardians. Others claimed they’d wandered in from the lunar forests, creatures born of code and instinct, half data, half growl.
By night, they patrol the perimeters of the retreat, their eyes flickering in shades of blue and silver, mirroring the holographic fences they protect. They don’t bark, but hum softly, their breath syncing with the rhythm of Area 52’s force field.
“They’re not just wolves,” said Trenton Glass during his late-night investigation.
“They’re the firewall made flesh.”
Visitors to the site sometimes catch sight of them between teleport gates, spectral silhouettes crossing from the marshes to the hangar dome. They vanish when approached, leaving only pawprints that glow faintly under ultraviolet light.
Anjelikka insists they’re friendly, though Devon disagrees. He swears he saw one standing at the edge of the landing field, staring straight into the Reggiane hangar, as if waiting for something or someone to return.
Dr. Parallax has begun calling it the Lupine Protocol, claiming it is tuned to emotional frequencies. If the mood over the retreat turns chaotic or fearful, the wolves’ eyes flare white and the winds begin to rise. But if the community remains calm, the wolves curl up near the teleport gates like sentinels asleep at peace.
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