The air in Sub-Level 4 tasted of ozone and old copper. Elias adjusted his headset, his eyes locked on the flickering green terminal. After months of decrypting the heavy-layer protocols of the "Lazarus" archive, he had finally broken through.
On the screen, a single string of digits pulsed in the center of the void: . 126424
Suddenly, the terminal chirped. A new line of text scrolled across the screen, written in a coding language that hadn't been used in a century: WAKE UP, ELIAS. WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR THE KEY. The air in Sub-Level 4 tasted of ozone and old copper