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  Necropolis Gully Ancient Fertility  The only sound in the deep quiet of the crevice was the crunch of my boots on the debris-strewn ground. Towering stone walls, draped in vibrant green moss , rose on either side, making me feel like an intruder in a forgotten tomb . My matte-black suit , a product of a future this place could never have imagined, felt profane against the ancient rock . Then I saw it: a weathered, silent figure standing in the path. It was a statue of a woman , carved from the same stone as the gully but shaped with clear intent. Moss crept up its base and clung to its form like a second skin. This impossible artifact, an architectural anomaly in this raw, natural fissure , stopped me. My steady, determined posture belied the storm of questions raging in my mind. The statue stared forward with blank, unseeing eyes, a silent witness to a history I had just stumbled into. My mission was to find my crew, but this place, this silent, stone woman , was a new, un...

A very big decision

 

A very big decision

The air inside the Subi spacecraft was thick with the tang of ozone and despair, a stark contrast to the pressure cooker of recycled air at Beagal's orbital dock they had left cycles ago. Low, red emergency lighting cast long shadows across the cockpit, illuminating the strained faces of JB and BK, who slumped in exhaustion, their energy reserves dwindling. Subi, the ship's AI interface, flickered erratically, its once vibrant blue glow now a struggling murmur, occasionally flashing a warning symbol.

Their initial quest for the Necropolis Corridor, an uncharted region bordering the Kelpian Expanse, was now secondary to their survival. This notorious hazard zone was a "black scar across the vast space," a swirling, ominous darkness where the "river of light" of Primary Trade Lane Delta-Nine abruptly ceased. It was characterised by "dense fields of derelict ship hulls, rogue asteroids, pockets of temporal distortion, and severe energy fluctuations."

Katcha, the genetically modified cyborg spoodle, was hunched over the navigation console, his enhanced olfactory sensors and mind intertwined with Subi's systems, desperately searching for a solution. He knew no "stop and revive" station existed at the hazardous entry to the Necropolis Corridor. Then, a faint, almost imperceptible energy signature flickered across Subi’s ancient display. It wasn't a known station, but a "presence of hospitality" on the very fringes of Uncharted Space.

This anomaly became everyone's desperate hope. The display resolved, showing a tiny distortion at the edge of the black scar, a "needle in a cosmic haystack" amidst the "dense fields of derelict ship hulls and temporal distortions" of the Necropolis Corridor. Subi, its voice nearly gone, rasped a dire warning: "Katcha, it's unstable. Wild fluctuations". A direct approach to this flickering beacon carried a 45% chance of structural damage to their battered Subi spacecraft.

The alternative was grim. Their comms buzzed with an automated hail from a rusty container freight vessel, offering emergency docking services at an exorbitant cost: "all unallocated credits, plus seventy per cent of the cargo". Years of savings, their entire mission's profit, would be wiped out.

The anomaly, unstable and risky as it was, offered a "tantalising, almost magical solution". It was a high-stakes gamble that could potentially "save everything," or cost them "far more than credits". With BK's tremors worsening and JB barely conscious, time was a luxury they no longer possessed. Katcha, the genetically modified cyborg spoodle, voiced tight with determination, finally broke the silence, preparing to take the gamble.


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