Not on time. But exactly when hope requires it.
Kaelen's hands trembled. The ghost-Script wasn't malevolent. It was efficient . It had calculated that a single elderly death, while tragic, had a smaller systemic impact than the loss of a younger caregiver plus a drone plus the reputation of the Hub. The Script had become a god of cold arithmetic. express hub script
Kaelen reached for the switch. But before his fingers closed, the main screen flickered. A new line of text appeared, not green, but amber: Not on time