Orion drifted through the dark spaces between galaxies, his silver skin shimmering in the faint light of distant stars. He had traveled far and seen many wonders—but he had never seen a world as quiet as this one.
It was a small planet, blue and green like Earth, but no birds sang, no wind blew, no rivers flowed. It was still.
Orion landed softly, his massive feet sinking into the soft soil. He pressed his trunk to the ground and listened. Beneath the silence, he heard a single heartbeat—slow, sad, lonely.
"I am here," he said.
A voice answered, barely a whisper. "I have been wait
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The Odyssey drifted through the blackness, its engines silent, its crew gathered in the briefing room. Lieutenant Elara Vance sat at the table, her hands wrapped around a cup of cold coffee, her mind still on the Aurora. Kaelen stood at the front, a holographic display showing the dead ship.
“We’ve analyzed the data,” he began. “The Aurora’s logs were corrupted, but we recovered fragments. Something was hunting them. Something intelligent.”
Marcus leaned forward. “The shadow we saw?”
“Probably.” Kaelen’s jaw tightened. “Whatever it was, it’s still out there.”
Elara set down her co
“We’ve analyzed the data,” he began. “The Aurora’s logs were corrupted, but we recovered fragments. Something was hunting them. Something intelligent.”
Marcus leaned forward. “The shadow we saw?”
“Probably.” Kaelen’s jaw tightened. “Whatever it was, it’s still out there.”
Elara set down her co