Soul Descent 95%

Not burning. Knowing.

“Corporal Vance. Lieutenant Marlow. Private First Class Ikeda.” soul descent

Ikeda. The one she’d tried to save. The one whose ghost had nowhere to go. Not burning

And something else had come back in her place. same brown eyes

She swung her legs off the table. The floor was cold. A mirror on the far wall showed a stranger staring back—same face shape, same brown eyes, but the micro-expressions were off. The soul didn’t fit right. Like a hand in a glove two sizes too small.

She called it falling. And she was still falling now.

“Vitals stabilizing,” a voice droned. “Soul Descent: Phase Three complete.”