Oversight did not escalate the following morning.
That delay was not caution.
It was exposure.
For an institution built on authority, hesitation was never neutral. The moment Oversight failed to respond, the absence itself became evidence—visible, interpretable, and impossible to retract.
The Triangle opened on schedule.
Corridor glyphs illuminated in steady blue.
Classes populated.
Training sessions queued.
Everything functioned.
Which was why everyone noticed what didn't.
There was no corrective notice.
No explanation for the override the night before.
No framing to contain what had already been seen.
Oversight said nothing.
And now, silence sounded like admission.
In Wing C, a third-year instructor paused mid-lecture.
It wasn't a disruption.
Three students simply stood, gathered their materials, and left.
No dramatics.
No explanation.
No request.
The instructor watched them go.
He did not raise his voice.
He did not call Oversight.
