Breach Protocol / Season 1, Episode 10
Fracture Point
Episode 10: Fracture Point The air screamed with the roar of the inbound chopper, a beast of metal and fury slicing through the ash-choked sky. Jae-min crouched behind the rusted hulk of the rig, his pulse hammering in his throat, every breath tasting of burnt steel and blood. Sweat stung his eyes as he gripped the pistol, the grip slick against his palm, his other hand pressing hard against the gash on his thigh to slow the bleeding. Beside him, Hana’s breath came in sharp, ragged bursts, her rifle trained on the crater’s edge twenty meters north. The ground trembled beneath them, a low rumble that never stopped now, like the city itself was groaning in pain. “Kyung better not miss that landing,” Hana muttered, her voice tight, barely audible over the wind and the distant, unearthly shrieks of the entities. Her helmet was cracked, a spiderweb of fractures across the visor, but her eyes were sharp, darting between shadows. “We’ve got maybe thirty seconds before those things swarm us again.” Jae-min didn’t answer right away. His gaze flicked to the horizon, where the breach pulsed like a wound in the sky, a jagged tear of violet and black that seemed to suck the light out of the world. Even from here, kilometers away, he could feel it—a pull, like...