Portable: Xnd-011

Elias froze. "VERA... what am I looking at?"

Elias looked at the organic mass pulsing within the crystal. It was a brain, kept alive for three hundred years, processing the infinite calculus of hyperspace. It wasn't just a machine; it was a prisoner. xnd-011

Elias took a step back, his hand drifting to the sidearm at his hip. The legends said the ancients built machines. They didn't mention they used people to run them. Elias froze