Read Part One Read Part Two Read Part Three Part Four Aiden stared at the low, uneven ceiling of the chamber, its surface etched with intricate carvings of alien origin. Despite his exhaustion, sleep had eluded him for most of the night. Every time he closed his eyes, the faces of his wife and daughter flashed before him, pixelated and distant, distorted by his mind’s relentless churn. It felt surreal. Just a few days ago, he had been working a drill in the mines, the rhythmic thud of machinery as constant as his own heartbeat. He had glanced at the calendar in his quarters daily, counting down the Earth-days until he’d be home, savoring mundane fantasies of home-cooked meals and his daughter’s laughter. Now, the simple notion of survival felt out of reach. The chamber door creaked open, and Kael entered first, her movements ...