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In the center, hovering above a fryer, was the Zero Point. But it wasn't a sphere of pure energy. It was a McRib . A shimmering, boneless, sauce-glazed singularity. Lena, a fourteen-year-old who could build a ninety-story

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She had no choice. She pressed the button.