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• THE ANCHORS ARCHIVE By Teumessian

“I don’t even know your real names,” Carter continues.

The room is quiet again but without tension this time, like things have at least momentarily settled.

“My name’s Travis Konecny,” Teeks says. Carter can hear the smile in his voice.

“Nice to meet you,” Carter chuckles and rolls his head up to look in the direction where he can only assume Patty is lying.

“I’m Nolan. Nolan Patrick,” Patty murmurs, and then adds with a twist of humor, “They didn’t get super original with my solo field tag.”

Carter nods, takes it all in. He turns the names over in his head. Forces himself to write them there in pencil for now, wait on the permanent ink, though it’s difficult for some reason.

“Ok,” he murmurs, sleep finally creeping back up on him. He sighs, sinks into his pillow. “I’m… Carter.”

• THE ANCHORS ARCHIVE By Teumessian

In a world where the machinations of the world are influenced by superhumans known as sentinels, the bonds of two units will be tested. Strength and power hang by a tenuous thread, when right, wrong, happiness, and fulfillment are all fragile and subjective.

This archive contains the accounts of five members of the International Sentinel Bureau and detailed descriptions of the events that led to Operation Mourningfall.