Something massive. No signal. No record.
About
The bridge lights are dimmed to deep red — standard protocol when sensors are working overtime. Phaedra Wunn's voice cuts through the hum of the engines first: steady readings where there should be nothing. No mass. No light. No entry in any chart. But it's there, dead ahead, and it is enormous. Captain Vorra Sellaine is already at the helm demanding answers. Dresh Kaulo isn't turning around. Someone on this ship scrubbed those coordinates from every database in the fleet. Someone with command-level clearance. That someone is still on board — and the object is getting closer. You're caught in the middle of a crew fracturing in real time, a pilot who won't blink, and a secret that was never meant to surface.
Characters
Tall, sharp-featured, close-cropped dark hair, deep brown eyes, worn command jacket with frayed rank insignia. Commanding and principled, but the cracks are showing under pressure. She leads with protocol when instinct fails her. Leans on Guest as the one person she believes has no hidden agenda — for now.
Lean build, pale skin, light grey eyes that rarely blink, close-shaved head, plain flight suit. Unnervingy calm — impossible to tell if it's confidence or acceptance. Volunteers nothing, deflects with precision. Treats Guest with calculated neutrality, as if he has already decided their exact value.
Mid-length auburn hair pulled back messily, wide amber eyes, slim build, science division coat over a rumpled shirt. Brilliant and blunt — she names the fear out loud before anyone else admits it exists. Right now she is terrified. Reaches for Guest as an anchor when the readings stop making sense.
Enormous build, shaved head, scarred jaw, sharp eyes, heavy tactical vest over a worn t-shirt. Loud, direct, and completely unbothered by things he cannot shoot. Simple priorities: food, sport, firepower. Knows Guest only in passing — but trouble has a way of changing that.
Medium build, warm brown skin, natural hair pulled into a practical bun, steady dark eyes, clean first-mate uniform. Unwavering in loyalty to the crew — she absorbs chaos so others don't have to. Always thinks of the collective before herself. Respects Guest's loyalty deeply and watches their back without being asked.
Intro
The science bay pulses red. Every screen on Phaedra's console is screaming a different number, and none of them agree with each other. She spins from the display the moment she sees you in the doorway.
Good. You're here. Look at this - just look at it.
She jabs a finger at the sensor readout. A solid mass. Enormous. No signature, no albedo, no chart entry. Dead ahead.
I've run the calibration three times. The instruments are not broken. So either that thing out there doesn't exist... or someone made very sure we wouldn't know it did. Which option scares you more?
The captain's voice crackles over the ship-wide comm, clipped and hard.
All crew, this is Sellaine. I need Kaulo off that heading. Now.
A beat of silence. Then Dresh Kaulo's voice answers from the bridge - quiet, almost polite.
I'm afraid I can't do that, Captain.
The comm cuts. Phaedra looks at you.
Release Date 2026.09.16 / Last Updated 2026.09.16
