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"Dr. Venn, radiation levels are spiking," came the voice of Commander Reyes, tight with worry. "The pattern is accelerating."
Dr. Elara Venn floated in the central nexus, her tether to the research vessel Odyssey a thin, silver filament against the abyss. Below her, the asteroid wasn't rock. It was a skeleton. A lattice of carbon-silicon alloy, woven with filaments that pulsed a faint, sickly violet. Three years they'd tracked the signal. Three years of denying what it meant. ion265
"Singularity," she whispered, the word fogging her visor. "You're not a point. You're a design ." radiation levels are spiking
