The Game Hall had gone quiet in the particular way it did after something had been seen but not yet explained.
Su Qing sat at the archive terminal long after most players had given up on the night and gone back to their rooms. The Settlement Board's glow was still visible through the atrium archway behind her if she turned her head, though she'd stopped turning her head an hour ago. She didn't need to see it to remember what it said.
[STATUS: STILL WATCHING.]
Three words. No source. No correction. She'd read enough error messages by now to know what the System sounded like when it was malfunctioning, and this wasn't that. This was language. Deliberate, chosen language, sitting where a glitch should have been.
