The air inside the dome hissed as Elara stepped through the outer lock, her boots crunching on the fine, iridescent dust that coated the floor. Outside, the sky pulsed with shifting hues—violet, amber, a deep indigo that seemed to swallow…
The Argent Compound hummed like a trapped insect, its steel ribs vibrating with the low growl of machinery. Dr. Elara Voss stood at the threshold of Chamber Seven, her breath fogging the glass as she stared at the thing inside.…
The air inside the exosuit was thin, metallic, and humming with the low thrum of life support. Commander Rhea Voss adjusted her visor, squinting through the amber haze of the planet’s atmosphere. Below her, the terrain stretched in jagged ridges,…
The air smelled of rust and static when Dr. Elara Voss stepped into the sublevel bunker. Her boots echoed against the steel floor, a sound that felt too loud for the silence surrounding her. The door sealed behind her with…