Breach Protocol / Season 1, Episode 11
Edge of Collapse
Episode 11: Edge of Collapse The air screamed with the aftershock of pulse fire, a metallic tang biting at Jae-min’s throat as he ducked behind the shattered husk of a concrete barrier. His chest heaved, lungs burning from the acrid haze that hung over the breached zone like a shroud. The carbine in his hands was hot to the touch, its grip slick with sweat and grime, the barrel still humming from the last volley. Across the jagged expanse of what used to be a city block, the entity loomed—half-formed, a shifting mass of shadow and static, its edges bleeding into the fractured sky. It wasn’t down. Not yet. “Jae-min, move!” Hana’s voice cut through the ringing in his ears, sharp and urgent. She was crouched ten meters to his left, her own weapon trained on the thing, her visor cracked but still reflecting the sickly green glow of the dimensional tear above. Tae-ho was beside her, his breathing ragged over the comms, one hand pressed to a gash on his thigh as he reloaded with the other. “Trying to!” Jae-min snapped back, his voice rough, scraping against the dryness in his mouth. He risked a glance over the barrier, and his stomach dropped. The entity was splitting—tendrils of black mist peeling off its core, forming smaller, jagged shapes that...