Tmos: Administration

But deep down, Claire knew the truth.

She nodded slowly, wiping sweat from her brow. “Log it as a quantum fluctuation event. Security level Eclipse. No one talks about the hand.” tmos administration

Claire’s stomach dropped. The TMOS membrane wasn't just a shield. It was a wound in spacetime that they kept bandaged. And something had just noticed the bandage. But deep down, Claire knew the truth