Crossover Chronicles Chapter 3: Neon in the Ice
Crossover Chronicles Chapter 3: Neon in the Ice Crossover Chronicles – Chapter 3: The Clones in the Ice The storm outside roared like a mechanical beast chewing through steel. Inside the buried Antarctic complex, neon light spilled across the frozen walls, bathing the team in a sickly glow. The deeper they descended, the less the world looked like nature — and the more it resembled a forgotten cyberpunk undercity . Nathan Dillon ran his hand across a frost-covered railing. “Corporate money built this place,” he muttered. “Not government. And if there’s one thing worse than alien signals, it’s CEOs with a god complex.” Phillips grinned, holding up a jury-rigged plasma cutter. “Relax, mate. If we find an alien CEO, I’ll negotiate him down to a two-for-one deal.” Hayes shot him a glare. “We’re not here to joke. We’re here to contain.” But Summer Glau wasn’t listening. She had stopped in front of a sealed chamber, her hand trembling over the control pad. The signal pulsed stro...