The Hollowing
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.…
mysterious phenomenon
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The Whispering Vault
The air smelled of rust and static as Elara Voss stepped through the gate, her boots crunching over gravel that had not been disturbed in years. The facility loomed ahead, a low structure of weathered steel and concrete, its windows…
The Static Veil
The air inside the *Odyssey* felt thinner than usual, as if the ship’s life support had begun siphoning more than oxygen. Captain Mara Voss adjusted her gloves, the synthetic fibers creaking like old leather, and stared at the flickering console…
The Veil of Thalassa
The air reeked of ozone and rust, a metallic tang that clung to the back of Dr. Elara Voss’s throat as she adjusted the visor on her helmet. Outside the colony’s domed perimeter, the twin suns of Thalassa hung low…