**Location: Iceland – 4:13 A.M.**
Snow battered the windshield of the modified off-road vehicle, its reinforced frame groaning as it carved a path through the frozen wastelands of Iceland's interior. The storm was relentless, a howling beast that obscured the horizon and turned the world into a blur of white and shadow. Victor drove in silence, his eyes narrowed behind thermal goggles, his hands steady on the wheel despite the treacherous terrain. Beside him, Lena hunched over a reinforced tablet, her fingers tracing the glowing lines of Specter's original node blueprints.
"This place was never meant to be found," she muttered, her voice barely audible over the roar of the engine and the storm outside.
Victor grunted, his breath fogging in the cold. "Then why keep it active?"
