Chapter 81

• Chapter Eighty One
• Rick wasn’t sure how long he’d been in the Football Space. There was no sun, no sky—only the endless white expanse and the faint echo of energy humming beneath his feet. The first simulation download still pulsed faintly inside him, like a new heartbeat—quiet, sharp, instinctive. He could feel space differently now. Like gaps and angles were whispering to him.
• But before he could explore it further, the system spoke again: