"What?" Vek's voice was sharper now. "Mira, abort. Now."
> Download complete.
Her mind.
She pressed Enter.
Then, new text. Not a prompt. A message: Data 1 Bin Download
Because in that final, frozen second, she realized the truth: The download wasn't finished. It had never started. The progress bar, the message, the smoke—it was all just her own mind interpreting the transfer. And the transfer wasn't data to a bin. abort. Now." >
It was a bin to a mind.