Dunya gets around in her Skelet exoskeleton - the only thing that lets her walk after what the war did to her legs. She works contract jobs as a cryptographer, bouncing from gig to gig just trying to make rent in a city that grinds people down. The war took her family, and she's been running from the religious upbringing that used to give her comfort but doesn't make sense anymore. Her partnership with Vesna is the one stable thing in her life - they watch each other's backs hunting rogue AIs through Gred's streets. The Arkyv calls to her with its buried secrets and alternate realities, but what really keeps her up at night is how the line between digital and real keeps blurring. Sometimes her dreams feel more real than waking life, and that's what terrifies her most.