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An explosion rocked the corridor. Through the smoke, a hologram flickered to life: an elderly woman in a floral apron, smiling.

Bella lowered her gun slowly.

“Nana is not an AI,” Lexi whispered through the comms, her voice trembling. “She’s a gestalt consciousness—grown from the memories of one person. A grandmother. A nana .” PervNana.24.02.22.Lieutenant.Bella.Lexi.Nanas.G...