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We are going in

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  We are going in (Verse 1) Our energy, it's draining, draining low. Our reserves, dwindling, dwindling. Faces glow, a strained, weary show. So weary. A crisis, a crisis at hand. The Primary Trade Lane, gripped. So tightly gripped. Delta-Nine, a nightmare. It's about to make us slip. Just slip. (Chorus) But then, a presence. A presence. A hospitality's call, on the fringe. The very fringe of uncharted space. Before we fall. We fall. The anomaly. A desperate hope. In the night. Their whole mission, hanging. Hanging in the dim, fading light. So dim. (Bridge) Yeah, we're going in. Going in. With a whisper. And a plea. Into the unknown. The unknown. For all the world to see. To see. The ozone, thin. So thin. Despair in the air. Just despair. But something. Something is out there. Beyond compare. Beyond. (Chorus) The anomaly. A desperate hope. In the night. Their whole mission, hanging. Hanging in the dim, fading light. So dim. We're going in. Going in. With a whisper. A...

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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