22 August 2026

A three-star general asked to join me for breakfast….

Three seconds later, it turned a deep, unmistakable blue.

Neurotoxin.

Not enough to kill outright. Not in most cases. But enough to incapacitate, to slow response times, to create confusion and vulnerability across a base that relied on coordination to function effectively.

That’s when General Carrick stopped seeing me as just a medic.

And that’s when Titan did something that changed everything.

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