We could dive into what Aris finds at the , or perhaps explore the mystery behind the signal's origin.
The signal flickered across the console, a rhythmic pulse in the dead silence of the cockpit. "CP 6," Aris whispered, his breath fogging the glass. It wasn’t a distress call; it was a heartbeat. After decades of scanning the void, the sector once thought to be a graveyard was finally breathing back.
He didn’t wait for command’s approval. He pushed the throttle forward, watching the stars stretch into long, white needles. If CP 6 was calling, he was going to be the one to answer.
