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Elias couldn't move. His hand was fused to the scanner. On the screen, the laboratory in the video began to melt, the image dissolving into a map of the stars—but not the stars Elias knew. These were the stars of a galaxy that hadn't existed for billions of years.

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The deck began to heat up. The metal casing glowed a dull orange. "Elias! Report!" Kael shouted, his voice distant.

The child in the video didn't move her lips, but the voice echoed inside Elias’s skull. You took a long time to find me, Elias.

Elias hesitated. Pre-Collapse tech shouldn't know what a biological signature was. He pressed his thumb against the scanner. The glass felt unnaturally cold, a sharp sting piercing his skin as the deck sampled his DNA. The progress bar jumped to 100%.

"Subject SS-Jul-018," a voice spoke from off-camera. "Commencing the first transmission."

As the Syndicate ships dropped out of warp, they didn't fire. They stopped, their lights flickering out one by one as the pulsing rhythm from the deck reached out to claim them.