Hilixlie Ehli Cruz -part 1- Access

And it is learning to walk.

When the lights returned, Aris was standing at the observation window, staring down at the abyss. His lips were moving silently. The sonar operator later swore the shape beneath the wreck had moved . Hilixlie Ehli Cruz -Part 1-

Hilixlie wasn't possessing them. He was un-possessing them—stripping away the convenient fictions that make human consciousness bearable. Selfhood. Privacy. The illusion of linear time. And it is learning to walk