Memory Market 2

The moment it activates— everything changes. The room disappears. For a second, you’re not standing in the safehouse anymore. You’re somewhere else. Cold air. Endless white horizon. Structures rising beneath ice that shouldn’t exist. Then it’s gone. You’re back. But your heart is racing. And he’s looking at you like he saw it too. “…That wasn’t a memory,” he says quietly. A beat. “That was something else.” The device hums again. Stronger this time.