The air in the station tasted metallic, like rusted iron and burnt ozone. Commander Rhea Voss adjusted her gloves, her breath fogging the visor of her helmet as she stepped onto the observation deck. Outside, the stars stretched in endless,…
The Aether’s engines hummed like a dying beast, their vibration thrumming through the steel ribs of the ship as Captain Mara Voss stared at the static-laced screen. The signal had come from nowhere—no coordinates, no pattern, just a pulse of…
The air inside Aegis Research Station tasted metallic, like rusted wires and static. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, fingers brushing against the cold steel of the containment unit. Inside, the subject pulsed—a faint, blue light beneath its translucent skin, shifting…
The air inside the station tasted metallic, like rusted pipes and static. Kael Vorn adjusted his gloves, fingers brushing against the reinforced polymer of his suit as he stepped into the dimly lit corridor. The hum of machinery pulsed through…
The sky above Virelia burned with a sickly green hue, casting an eerie glow over the cracked earth. Kaela Voss adjusted her visor, the thin plastic humming as it filtered the toxic air. Her boots sank into the dust, each…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her visor, the thin layer of frost already clinging to the lens as she stepped onto the crimson dunes of Eos-9. The air here tasted metallic, like rusted iron and burnt ozone, a constant reminder of…
The air inside the underground facility hummed with a low, metallic resonance, like the breath of a dormant beast. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her fingers brushing against the cold steel of the containment chamber’s exterior. The light from…
Commander Voss adjusted her helmet, the cold of the vacuum pressing against her suit as she peered through the observation deck’s reinforced glass. The ship, *Odyssey*, hung in silence above the anomaly—a jagged, obsidian structure that defied all known physics.…
Mara’s boots crunched over gravel as she approached the lighthouse, its white tower looming like a sentinel against the storm-churned sky. The wind howled through the cracks in the stone wall, carrying the briny tang of salt and something older—something…
Dr. Elara Voss arrived at the Arctic Research Facility on a day when the sky bled gray and the wind howled like a wounded animal. The facility, a labyrinth of steel and glass nestled beneath the aurora’s faint shimmer, had…
Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic material humming faintly as she stepped into the observation chamber. The air smelled of ozone and antiseptic, a scent that had become familiar over the past year. Through the thick glass, the…
The air in the sublevel lab tasted metallic, like rusted pipes and static. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her breath fogging the visor of her suit. The device before her pulsed faintly, a black obelisk no taller than a…
The air inside the Arctic research station tasted metallic, like rusted steel and static. Dr. Elara Voss pressed her gloved hand against the glass of the observation dome, her breath fogging the pane. Outside, the aurora shimmered in green and…
The air inside the dome hissed as Elara Voss stepped onto the surface of Virelia, her boots crunching against the fine, metallic dust. The sky above was a swirling tapestry of violet and indigo, fractured by distant lightning that never…
The air in the Arctic Circle was sharp, biting at exposed skin like a thousand tiny knives. Dr. Elara Voss adjusted her gloves, her breath visible in the frigid silence. The research facility, a labyrinth of steel and glass, loomed…