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On a late spring evening, the carrier pulsed one of its long, slow cadences. This time the modulation produced a sequence that, when mapped into paper folds and then wetted and dried, formed a thin membrane that if placed near the assembly caused it to align itself into a new configuration: one that suggested an opening, a cavity that had not been there before. It was neither Eureka nor apocalypse; it was the hush before a door fully cracks open.