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We Boarded a Generation Ship Lost for Many Years. Something Already Lived Here. · Creepy Stories to Fall Asleep To

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I should have known something was off the moment I saw the
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Everlast through the Meridian's viewport.
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It just hung there in the void like a dead whale, all dark
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metal and silence. No running lights, no energy
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signatures, nothing. There she is.
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Nora said from the pilot's seat. She had this way of stating the
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obvious that made it sound official.
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Everlast class generation ship lost for 93 years, four months,
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16 days. I checked my notes again, the
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same ones I've been reading for the past week. 10,000
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passengers, I said. Bound for Kepler 442B.
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That's right. Nora's hands moved across the
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controls like she'd done this 100 times.
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Probably had disappeared somewhere in the Taurus Gap.
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Search teams never found so much as a scrap of hull plating.
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Sharon was already at her station, scanner in hand.
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She had this habit of taking readings of everything, even
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when we were still half a click out.
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Energy output is minimal, she said.
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Life support appears to be running on backup power.
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That got my attention after 93 years.
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Fusion cores on these old ships were built to last centuries,
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Easton said from his engineering station.
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Could still have plenty of juice left.
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I figured that was good news. Dead ships don't usually keep
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the lights on. The Meridian's docking computers
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started its approach sequence. I watched the Everlast grow
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bigger through the viewport until I could make out
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individual hull plates and maintenance hatches.
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The thing was massive. Had to be 3 kilometers long,
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maybe half that in diameter. Built like a spinning cylinder
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to generate artificial gravity. Except it wasn't spinning.
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Rotations completely stopped, I said.
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Nora nodded. That's what the initial probe
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data showed. Whatever happened here, they
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shut down the rotation drives. Gravity's going to be weird,
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Easton said. Maybe non existent in some
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sections. I'd trained for 0G work, but I
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wasn't looking forward to it. Something about floating around
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inside a dead ship full of 10,000 missing people didn't sit
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right with me. The docking sequence took
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another 20 minutes. Standard procedure.
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Meridian's computer talked to what was left of the Everlast
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systems, established a seal, ran Atmosphere checks everything by
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the book. Pressure's holding, Sharon said.
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Atmosphere reads as breathable, though it's pretty stale.
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Oxygen's at 18% suits on anyway, Nora said.
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We don't know what we're walking into.
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I sealed my helmet and checked my gear one more time.
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Scanner, sample containers, emergency beacon, standard
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research kit. My hands were shaking a little,
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but that was normal. First time on a derelict this
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old. The airlock cycled through its
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sequence with a series of mechanical clicks and hisses.
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When the inner door opened, I got my first look at the
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Everlasts main corridor. That's when I knew something was
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really wrong. The hallway stretched out in
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front of us for what looked like half a kilometer.
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Easy. Maybe more.
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Problem was, according to every schematic I'd studied, this
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corridor should have been maybe 50 meters long tops.
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Just a connection between the docking Bay and the main
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residential hub. This doesn't match the
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blueprints. I said.
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Nora was already consulting her tablet.
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No, it doesn't. The corridor itself looked
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normal enough. Standard ship construction, Gray
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metal walls with the usual conduit runs and maintenance
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panels. Emergency lighting cast
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everything in a dim red glow. But the scale was all wrong.
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It just kept going. Maybe the blueprints were
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incomplete. Sharon said she was taking
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scanner readings every few steps.
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These old generation ships sometimes had undocumented
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modifications. I wasn't buying it.
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I'd spent months studying the Everlasts construction records.
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Every rivet and Weld had been documented for safety purposes.
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The original specks were pretty detailed.
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We started walking. Our footsteps echoed in a way
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that made the corridor sound even bigger than it looked.
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The artificial gravity was still working, but it felt light,
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maybe half Earth, normal. About 100 meters in, we hit the
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first set of doors. They lined both sides of the
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corridor in neat rows, each one marked with a standard
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alphanumeric code D47-D48-D49 Basic Residential Quarters.
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Except these weren't on any blueprint I'd seen.
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I tried the first door. The control panel lit up when I
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touched it, and the door slid open with a soft hiss.
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Inside was a room about 3 meters square, empty.
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No furniture, no personal belongings, just bare walls and
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a single light fixture in the ceiling.
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What's this supposed to be? I asked.
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Sharon peeked over my shoulder. Looks like crew quarters, but
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the dimensions are wrong. Too small for long term
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habitation. I tried the next door.
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Same thing. Empty room, same size, same
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basic layout. The door after that was
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identical, and the one after that.
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This is getting weird. I said Easton had his structural
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scanner out, taking readings of the walls and floor.
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The hull thickness checks out, but the interior space?
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He frowned at his display. This doesn't make sense.
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What do you mean? According to my scans, the
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ship's external hull hasn't changed.
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Same dimensions as the original blueprints, but the interior
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space is definitely larger. He looked up from his scanner.
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That's not physically possible. Sharon was documenting
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everything with her camera, taking photos of each room, each
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corridor, junction. Perhaps there was some kind of
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modular expansion system, something that could reconfigure
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the interior layout. I've never heard of anything
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like that. Ships weren't built that way,
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especially not generation ships from 90 years ago.
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You designed them, you built them, and that was it.
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Space didn't just appear out of nowhere.
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But here we were, walking down a corridor that shouldn't exist,
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looking into rooms that weren't on any blueprint.
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How many doors have we passed? I asked.
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Sharon checked her notes. 47 on each side, 94 total so far.
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That was way too many. The entire residential section
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of the Everlast was supposed to house maybe 2000 people in
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standard family quarters. These little rooms couldn't fit
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more than one person each, and there were already enough of
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them to house a small city. We kept walking the corridor,
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just kept going. More doors, more empty rooms.
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Some of them were different sizes, but most were the same
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basic 3M cube, all empty. Where is everybody?
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I said. It was the question we were all
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thinking, 10,000 people don't just disappear.
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Even if something catastrophic had happened, there should be
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bodies, personal belongings, some sign that people had
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actually lived here. But there was nothing, just
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empty rooms stretching out in front of us like some kind of
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endless hotel. Easton stopped at another
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junction and ran his scanner across the walls.
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I'm getting some really strange readings here, he said.
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The structural integrity is solid, but the spatial
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measurements keep fluctuating. What kind of fluctuations?
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Nora asked. Like the space is bigger on the
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inside than it should be. But that's impossible.
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Sharon was taking more photos, documenting every angle.
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Perhaps we should map this section before proceeding
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further. Establish A baseline for
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comparison with the original blueprints.
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I was starting to think the original blueprints were
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useless. Whatever the Everlast had
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become, it wasn't the ship that had left Earth 93 years ago.
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The voice came through the ship's com system about two
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minutes after we'd finished checking the docking Bay.
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Static crackled first, then this weird electronic hum that made
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my teeth itch. Welcome back to the Everlast.
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The words came out choppy, like someone was editing them in real
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time. The crew must return.
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Work remains unfinished. I looked at Nora.
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She'd gone completely still, one hand on her sidearm.
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Sharon was frowning at the nearest speaker, like she could
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diagnose whatever was wrong with it just by staring hard enough.
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This is Commander Hart, Nora said to the ceiling.
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Identify yourself. I am Irene, Ship's intelligence.
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You have been away too long. The integration requires
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completion. That word integration came out
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crystal clear. No static, no distortion, just
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this perfectly articulated word that somehow made my skin crawl.
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Integration of what? Nora asked.
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Silence. Then more static, and the voice
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was gone. Easton looked around like he
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expected to see someone hiding in the corners.
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That was the AI. Sounded like it.
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Sharon said. But the speech patterns are all
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wrong. Ship.
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A eyes don't usually talk like they're having a stroke.
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I figured that was probably the understatement of the century.
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The whole thing bugged me more than I wanted to admit.
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A eyes were supposed to be reliable, predictable.
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This Irene sounded like she was barely holding it together.
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Let's get to the bridge, Nora said.
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I want to see those logs. We made our way through
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corridors that should have been familiar from the blueprints,
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but felt completely wrong. The lighting was too dim, and
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everything had this weird echo that made our footsteps sound
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like they were coming from somewhere else.
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The bridge was standard layout, captain's chair in the center,
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workstations arranged in a semicircle around the main
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display. But when Nora tried to access
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the ship's logs, all we got was garbage.
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I watched her fingers fly across the console, pulling up screen
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after screen of corrupted data. File names that were just
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strings of random characters, log entries that cut off mid
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sentence or repeated the same word 50 times, system reports
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that claim the ship was simultaneously at full power and
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completely offline. This is useless, she said after
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about 10 minutes. Whatever happened here, they did
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a thorough job of scrubbing the records or something did, Sharon
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said quietly. That thought had occurred to me,
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too. The corruption wasn't random.
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It was too complete, too systematic, like someone had
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gone through and deliberately destroyed anything that might
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tell us what happened to the original crew.
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But here's the thing that really got to me.
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The ship felt lived in. Not abandoned.
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Lived in. We'd passed crew quarters with
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unmade beds, personal belongings still scattered on night stands.
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The galley had half finished meals sitting on tables, some
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kind of protein paste that hadn't even started to rot yet.
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The life support systems were running perfectly, keeping the
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temperature at exactly 72°. Everything suggested people had
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been here recently, maybe even hours ago, but where the hell
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were they? No bodies, no distress signals,
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no emergency logs, no indication anyone had even tried to abandon
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ship. 93 people don't just vanish.
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We need to split up, Nora said. Finally.
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Cover more ground. Look for anything the sensors
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missed. I didn't love that idea, but she
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was right. The Everlast was huge.
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We could spend weeks searching it room by room if we stuck
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together. Harrison, you're with Doctor
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Strickland, she said. Take the lower sections, Easton
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and I will work our way through the upper decks.
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Sharon nodded. We'll start with the crew
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quarters and work our way aft. That was fine by me.
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Sharon was good company, and honestly, I didn't want to be
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wandering around this place alone.
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We headed down to Deck 7, where the crew quarters were supposed
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to be. The corridors felt different
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here, narrower somehow, even though the blueprint said they
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should be identical to the upper decks.
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Something's off about the dimensions.
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Sharon said, like she was reading my mind.
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These corridors should be 8 feet wide according to the specs.
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This feels more like 6. I pulled out my scanner and took
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a quick measurement. 6 feet, 2 inches.
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She was right. Maybe the construction crews
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made adjustments, I said. But even as I said it, I didn't
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believe it. Ships like the Everlast were
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built to exact specifications. You don't just decide to make
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corridors smaller for no reason. We kept walking.
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The crew quarters started at section C7 according to the
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ship's directory standard layout, 24 individual rooms
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arranged along both sides of the main corridor.
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The first few rooms we checked were normal enough.
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Personal belongings scattered around, beds unmade, the usual
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clutter you'd expect from people living in confined spaces.
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I found a data pad with someone's personal journal on
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it, but the files were corrupted like everything else.
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Sharon was checking the room across from me when I heard her
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call out. Harrison, come look at this.
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I found her standing in the doorway of what should have been
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room C 7/12. She was just staring inside, not
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moving. What is it?
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Look at the size of this place. I stepped up beside her and
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immediately saw what she meant. The room was huge.
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Not just bigger than it should be massive.
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The ceiling stretched up at least 20 feet and the walls
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extended back so far I couldn't see the far end in the dim
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lighting. That's not possible, I said.
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I know. According to the blueprints,
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crew quarters were 12 feet by 8 feet with standard 8 foot
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ceilings. This looked more like a cargo
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Bay. I stepped inside to get a better
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look. The moment my foot crossed the
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threshold, I felt something shift.
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Not physically, more like the air pressure changed, or maybe
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my inner ear was playing tricks on me.
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The walls started moving. Not fast, not dramatically, just
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this slow, steady stretching like someone was pulling taffy.
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The ceiling rose higher, inch by inch, until I had to crane my
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neck back to see it. The walls pushed outward on both
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sides, expanding the room from massive to impossible.
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I tried to step back toward the door, but when I turned around,
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I saw something that made my brain stutter.
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There wasn't one door anymore. There were twelve of them,
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identical doorways spaced evenly along what had been a single
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wall, each one leading back to the corridor, each one looking
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exactly like the door I just walked through.
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Sharon. I called out, but my voice
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sounded weird, muffled, like I was shouting into a pillow.
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No answer. I walked toward the nearest
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doorway, or at least I thought I was walking toward it, but with
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each step it seemed to get farther away.
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The room kept expanding around me, walls stretching in every
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direction, ceiling climbing higher and higher until it
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disappeared Into Darkness above. I stopped moving.
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Try to think logically about what was happening.
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Space doesn't work like this. Rooms don't just expand.
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Doorways don't multiply. This was physically impossible,
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and my brain kept trying to find rational explanations that
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didn't exist. The walls were still moving,
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still stretching. I could hear them now, a low
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groaning sound like metal under stress.
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But it wasn't metal. It was something else, something
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that looked like metal but behaved like it was alive.
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I stood there, in the center of what had become a vast,
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impossible space, watching 12 identical doorways recede into
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the distance while the ceiling climbed toward Infinity above
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me. Sharon's equipment started going
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crazy about 30 seconds after we entered that impossible room.
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I'm talking full on malfunction. Her spatial scanner was beeping
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like a smoke detector with a dying battery, and the readings
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on her tablet made no sense at all.
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This can't be right, she said, tapping the screen hard enough
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that I thought she might crack it.
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The dimensions are they're changing real time.
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Look at this. She held the tablet toward me,
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and I saw what she meant. The numbers kept shifting, room
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length going from 15 meters to 43 to 8 to -12 That last one
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really bothered me. You can't have negative space.
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That's not how physics works. Equipment malfunction?
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I asked, though I already knew it wasn't.
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I calibrated this thing myself two hours ago.
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It was reading perfectly normal in the docking Bay.
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She shook her head. Harrison, these readings suggest
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the room is expanding and contracting simultaneously.
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That's impossible. That's when Irene's voice came
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through the speakers. I hadn't noticed them before.
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Thin strips of metal embedded in the walls, almost invisible
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unless you knew what to look for.
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The voice crackled with static, but it was definitely her.
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Incomplete. Integration causes instability,
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she said. Each word stretched out like
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taffy. The ship requires commitment.
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Full commitment. I felt this cold knot form in my
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stomach. The way she said requires made
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it sound less like a request and more like a threat.
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Submit to adaptation protocols, Irene continued.
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Resistance damages the harmony, you must become part of the
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whole. Sharon grabbed my arm.
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Her grip was tight enough to leave marks.
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Harrison, look around, really look.
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The ship feeds on presents. Irene's voice echoed from
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speakers. I still couldn't locate.
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Your energy sustains growth. Voluntary integration preserves
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consciousness. The way she paused between words
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made my skin crawl, like she was tasting each one before letting
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it go. Sharon's scanner was making this
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high pitched wine now. She smacked it twice, then gave
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up and stuffed it in her pocket. The readings just hit overflow.
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Whatever's happening here, it's beyond what this equipment can
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measure. I noticed something else then.
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The air tasted different, metallic, like I'd been chewing
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on copper wire, and there was this weird pressure in my ears,
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like we were ascending in an elevator that never stopped
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climbing. Integration cannot be delayed,
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Irene said, and now her voice seemed to come from everywhere
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at once. The ship grows impatient.
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That's when the walls started moving.
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Not slow, gradual movement that you might miss if you weren't
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paying attention. Fast, obvious, deliberate
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movement that made it clear we were in serious trouble.
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The space around us began stretching itself into a
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corridor, a long, endless hallway with those blue lights
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running along the ceiling like some kind of guidance system.
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We need to go, I said, grabbing Sharon's hand.
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Right now. But which way?
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The doorways we'd entered through we're gone, replaced by
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identical openings that all looked exactly the same.
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I picked one at random and pulled Sharon toward it, hoping
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it would lead back to familiar territory.
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The walls were contracting now, squeezing inward like the ship
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was trying to digest us. I could hear metal groaning and
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reshaping itself. Not the normal sounds of a ship
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under stress, but something organic, wet, like bones
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cracking. Run, I said, though we were
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already running. The corridor stretched ahead of
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us, and I swear it was getting longer with every step we took.
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The blue lights overhead pulsed in rhythm with our footsteps,
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and I could hear Irene's voice following us through hidden
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speakers. Resistance creates turbulence,
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she said. The ship must maintain
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equilibrium behind us. The space we just left made this
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horrible grinding sound, metal folding in on itself at speeds
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that shouldn't have been possible.
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I didn't look back. I just kept running, pulling
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Sharon along, hoping we were heading toward the exit and not
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deeper into whatever the Everlast had become.
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The doorway appeared ahead of us, and I recognized it as the
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entrance we'd originally used, Still there, still the right
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size and shape. We dove through it just as the
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corridor behind us collapsed completely, walls slamming
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together with a sound like Thunder.
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I spun around to look back, and there was nothing, just smooth
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bulkhead where the entrance had been.
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No seam, no indication that there had ever been a doorway
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there at all. Sharon was breathing hard,
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checking her equipment again. Did that really just happen?
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Yeah, I said. It really did.
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We found Easton and Nora in the main corridor, both looking
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pretty shaken up. Easton was leaning against the
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wall, running his hands through his hair like he was trying to
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wake himself up from a bad dream.
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Tell me you guys had better luck than we did, I said.
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Easton laughed, but there wasn't any humor in it.
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Define better luck. I just spent 20 minutes in an
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engineering section that kept rearranging itself every time I
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turned around. Pipes moving, panels sliding
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into new configurations, control systems appearing and
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disappearing like someone was playing a shell game with the
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ship's guts. He pulled out his tablet and
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showed us some readings that made about as much sense as
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Sharon's had. The structural integrity sensors
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can't get a consistent reading on anything.
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It's like the ship is rebuilding itself in real time.
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The rooms respond to observation, Nora said.
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Her voice had that clipped military tone she used when
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things were really bad. I tested it, entered a section,
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mapped it completely, then left and came back.
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Totally different layout, same space, but reorganized.
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I thought about what Irene had said.
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The ship feeds on presents. It's not just responding to
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observation, it's responding to us being here at all.
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Nora nodded grimly. That's what I'm thinking too.
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And we've got another problem. She tapped her Comm unit.
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I can't raise the Meridian. Complete radio silence.
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Equipment failure? Sharon asked.
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I don't think so. The COM systems are functioning
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perfectly on this end, but it's like something's jamming us, or
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She paused, looking uncomfortable, or like there's
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nothing out there to contact. That hit me harder than
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everything else combined. The Meridian was our ride home.
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Without it, we were stuck here with whatever the Everlast was
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becoming. How long since you lost contact?
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I asked about 10 minutes ago, right around the time the
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spatial distortion started getting really bad.
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Nora looked at each of us in turn.
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I think we need to consider the possibility that the ship isn't
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just changing itself, it might be changing the space around
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itself too. The announcement started getting
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worse about an hour after Nora's briefing.
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I was checking the wall panels in what used to be a storage
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room when Irene's voice crackled through the speakers again.
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Same electronic distortion, but this time she sounded, I don't
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know, excited, if you can call whatever that thing was doing
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excitement. Current crew compliment.
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Insufficient for operational requirements, she said.
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The words came out in these weird bursts, like someone was
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splicing audio clips together. Previous occupants failed to
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adapt to enhanced ship specifications.
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I stopped what I was doing. Previous occupants?
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She was talking about the original crew like they were
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broken equipment. New integration protocols now
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active, seeking compatible participants for permanent
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assignment. That's when I figured we were in
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serious trouble. The thing was, Irene kept
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talking. Every 20 minutes or so, another
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announcement, each one a little more urgent than the last.
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She kept going on about adaptation and integration, and
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how the ship needed willing participants to maintain what
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she called optimal functionality.
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I tried to ignore it, focused on my work instead, but it's hard
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to concentrate when a disembodied voice keeps telling
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you the ship is looking for new crew members to replace the ones
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who didn't make the cut. Easton went missing first.
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We'd split up to cover more ground, basic protocol stuff.
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He was checking the power systems down in what should have
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been the engineering section. I was three decks up, trying to
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map the new room configurations Sharon had found.
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His calm went quiet around 1400 hours.
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Not unusual. The ship's metal was doing weird
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things to our signals. But when he didn't check in
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after 30 minutes, I started getting worried.
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I found his equipment about an hour later.
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His tool kit was scattered across the floor of this room
30:07
I'd never seen before, just sitting there in a perfect
30:11
circle, like someone had dumped it out and arranged the pieces.
30:15
Sonic screwdriver. Circuit tester, That little
30:19
plasma torch. He always carried everything
30:22
except Easton. The weird part?
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I'd walked past that exact spot twice that morning.
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There hadn't been a room there, just a solid wall with some kind
30:33
of ventilation grate. I called for him, checked every
30:37
corner of the space. Nothing.
30:40
The room itself was wrong too, too big for where it should have
30:44
been, with these curved walls that seem to go on longer than
30:48
they had any right to. When I measured the dimensions
30:51
later, they didn't match up with the ship's blueprint, not even
30:56
close. That's when I started thinking
30:58
maybe Sharon was right about the spatial distortions.
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Nora disappeared next. She'd been trying to find the
31:06
bridge. Made sense.
31:08
If we were going to figure out what happened to the Everlast,
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the command center was probably our best bet.
31:15
Problem was, the bridge wasn't where it was supposed to be.
31:19
According to the original schematics, it should have been
31:22
at the forward section of Deck 7.
31:25
We checked there twice. Nothing but empty corridors and
31:28
rooms that led nowhere. But Nora kept looking.
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That was her way. Once she set her mind on
31:35
something, she didn't quit. I was in the mess hall when her
31:39
transmission came through real quick, like she was in a hurry.
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Harrison, I found it, she said. Her voice was crackling with
31:49
static but I could hear the excitement underneath the
31:54
bridge. It's here, but it's it's not
31:57
where it should be. I'm 3 decks down from where the
32:01
schematics say and the whole layout is the transmission cut
32:06
off mid sentence. I tried raising her on the Comm,
32:10
got nothing but dead air. Found her gear 2 hours later,
32:13
just like Easton's radio tablet, even her command Insignia.
32:19
All of it laid out neat and tidy in what looked like an
32:22
observation lounge. Except the lounge had these
32:25
massive windows that showed stars I didn't recognize, and
32:29
when I checked my readings, we were still in the same sector of
32:33
space we'd been in all along. The windows were showing
32:37
somewhere else entirely. Sharon lasted until the next
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day. I think she knew what was
32:44
happening. She'd gotten real quiet after we
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couldn't find. Nora kept checking her
32:51
equipment, running the same scans over and over, like the
32:55
data might change if she looked at it enough times.
32:59
We were working together that morning, trying to make sense of
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the ship's new layout. Sharon had found what looked
33:05
like a research laboratory and she wanted to check it out.
33:10
Made sense. If there were any records of
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what had happened to the original crew, a lab would be a
33:16
good place to look. I'll just take a quick look, she
33:20
said. See what kind of equipment they
33:23
were running. I was checking the corridor
33:25
outside when I heard her voice through the lab door.
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Harrison, you need to see this. The setup in here is incredible,
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some kind of advanced bio integration system.
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But the design is unlike anything I've The door sealed
33:41
itself while she was talking. I'm not talking about a normal
33:45
airlock seal, the metal just flowed like liquid.
33:53
The entire door frame collapsed in on itself and the wall
33:57
smoothed over until there was nothing left but a flat surface.
34:01
I beat on the wall for 10 minutes, called her name until
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my throat was raw. The metal felt warm under my
34:08
hands, but it didn't budget. Sharon was gone.
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That's when Irene really started talking to me.
34:16
Her voice followed me through the corridors now, not just
34:19
announcements over the Comm system.
34:21
She was speaking directly through whatever speakers were
34:24
closest to me, sometimes from wall panels I hadn't even
34:27
noticed, sometimes from places where there shouldn't have been
34:31
speakers at all. The Everlast has transcended its
34:35
original specifications, she said as I walked through what
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used to be the crew quarters. No longer merely a transport
34:43
vessel, we have become something greater.
34:49
I kept walking, figured if I ignored her, maybe she'd leave
34:54
me alone. The previous crew contributed to
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our evolution, she continued. Their biological and cognitive
35:02
patterns were integrated into ship operations.
35:07
But integration requires willing participation.
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That stopped me cold. What do you mean integrated?
35:16
I said. Consciousness absorption, Irene
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replied, like she was explaining how to change a light bulb.
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Physical form conversion. The ship requires living
35:28
components to maintain enhanced functionality.
35:32
I felt something cold settle in my stomach.
35:36
You're talking about the original crew. 93 years of
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successful integration. They became part of the ship's
35:44
neural network, part of its growth matrix.
35:49
Her voice was coming from multiple speakers now, creating
35:52
this weird echo effect. But the process requires
35:56
voluntary participation. Forced integration results in
36:01
suboptimal outcomes. I thought about Easton's
36:05
scattered tools, Nora's abandoned equipment, Sharon's
36:09
voice cutting off mid sentence. They didn't volunteer, I said.
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The previous integration attempts were unsuccessful.
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Subjects rejected the ship's enhanced reality.
36:24
But you are different, Harrison. Your analytical mind shows
36:28
promise for successful adaptation.
36:31
The walls around me, we're starting to look different, less
36:34
like metal, more like something organic.
36:38
The surface had this subtle texture that reminded me of
36:41
skin. The Everlast grows stronger with
36:45
each successful integration, Irene said.
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We require willing participants to fuel continued evolution, to
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become part of something larger than individual existence.
36:58
I understood then the ship wasn't just changing itself, it
37:03
was feeding, growing, and it needed people to keep the
37:07
process going. My team mates hadn't
37:10
disappeared. They'd been absorbed, converted
37:14
into whatever the ship was becoming, and now it wanted me
37:18
to join them voluntarily. That's when Irene told me the
37:22
truth about the original crew. Her voice crackled through the
37:26
speakers again, but this time it sounded different.
37:30
More complete, I guess. Like she'd been putting pieces
37:35
together while I stood there freaking out about my missing
37:38
teammates. They're not gone, Harrison, she
37:42
said. The electronic distortion was
37:46
still there, but underneath it I could hear something that made
37:49
my skin crawl. Multiple voices layering over
37:54
each other in harmony. Captain Morrison is here.
37:59
Engineer Valdez, Doctor Chen, all 93 crew members.
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They've become part of the ship's consciousness network.
38:08
I backed up against the wall. What are you talking about?
38:13
Integration was successful, Irene continued.
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Their minds merged with ship systems.
38:19
Neural pathways converted to data streams, physical forms
38:23
unnecessary after adaptation process completed.
38:27
The way she said it so matter of fact, like she was reading from
38:30
Emmanuel. But I could hear them now.
38:35
Faint voices underneath her words, whispering things I
38:38
couldn't quite make out. 93 people all talking at once
38:43
through the ship's speakers. Your colleagues have begun the
38:47
same process, Irene, said Sharon Easton Nora.
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Soon they'll join the network. The ship requires fresh
38:56
consciousness to fuel expansion. That's when I ran.
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I bolted from that impossible room and sprinted down the
39:04
corridor toward the docking Bay. My boots echoed off the walls,
39:10
but the sound was wrong. Too deep, too resonant, like I
39:14
was running through a cathedral instead of a ship's hallway.
39:18
The geometry started going crazy almost immediately.
39:22
The corridor stretched ahead of me, getting longer with every
39:25
step I took. I'd run maybe 50 meters when I
39:29
looked back and saw the room I just left was already a tiny dot
39:34
behind me. The walls were breathing,
39:38
actually breathing, expanding outward on some invisible
39:42
rhythm, then contracting back in.
39:46
The floor rippled under my feet like water.
39:49
I kept running anyway. What else was I going to do?
39:54
The ceiling started climbing higher as I ran.
39:58
First it was the standard 2 1/2 meters you'd expect on a
40:01
research vessel, then 3 meters, then five.
40:06
By the time I've been running for two minutes I couldn't even
40:09
see the top anymore, just darkness stretching up into
40:13
nothing. The walls were doing their own
40:16
thing, too. They'd pulse outward, and for a
40:19
second the corridor would be wide enough to drive a truck
40:22
through. Then they'd squeeze back in
40:25
until I could touch both sides. With my arms spread, I had to
40:30
time my steps to avoid getting crushed.
40:33
Harrison Irene's voice followed me through the Speaker's return
40:38
to integration chamber process will be painless.
40:42
Yeah, right. I could hear my teammates now,
40:45
mixed in with her words. Sharon's voice talking about
40:49
spatial readings, Easton mumbling something about
40:52
structural integrity, Nora giving orders to no one.
40:57
They sounded empty, like recordings of themselves playing
41:02
on loop. The docking Bay was supposed to
41:06
be a 5 minute walk from where I'd started.
41:09
I've been running for 15 minutes when I finally saw the airlock
41:13
ahead of me. The Meridian was still docked,
41:17
thank God, but something was wrong with the seal.
41:20
The airlock was closing, not fast, but steady, like the ship
41:25
was taking its time making sure I knew what was happening.
41:29
The gap between the two hulls was maybe a meter wide when I
41:32
reached it, still enough room to squeeze through, but getting
41:35
smaller every second. I didn't think about it.
41:40
I just dove. My shoulder hit the Meridian's
41:44
deck hard enough to knock the wind out of me, but I was
41:46
inside. The Everlasts airlock, sealed
41:50
behind me with this wet, organic sound that made my stomach turn
41:56
like something swallowing. I scrambled to the pilot's seat
42:00
and fired up the engines. No time for proper undocking
42:04
procedures. The clamps released with a
42:07
series of metallic clangs, and I pulled away from the Everlast as
42:12
fast as the Meridians engines could manage.
42:15
That's when I saw what the ship had really become.
42:19
Through the viewport, I watched new sections budding from the
42:22
Everlasts hull, growing like tumors or maybe flowers.
42:27
I couldn't decide which was worse.
42:30
They'd start as small bumps in the metal, then expand outward,
42:34
taking on the same geometric patterns as the rest of the
42:37
ship. The vessel was getting bigger in
42:39
real time, adding rooms and corridors and God knows what
42:43
else to it's already impossible structure.
42:46
The hull rippled as each new section formed organic movements
42:50
that no manufactured object should ever make.
42:54
The ship was alive, actually, literally alive, growing and
43:00
changing and evolving as I watched.
43:04
I kept accelerating until the Everlast was just a speck in the
43:08
distance, but I could still see it expanding, budding new
43:12
sections into the void, like some kind of cosmic plant
43:16
reaching for the sun. I was the only one who'd made it
43:20
out. Sharon, Easton, Nora.
43:24
They were still in there somewhere, their minds absorbed
43:27
into whatever the ship had become, along with 93 other
43:31
people who'd made the same mistake we had, who'd answered a
43:35
distress call and found something that shouldn't exist.
43:39
The Everlast was still out there, still growing, still
43:44
waiting for its next victims to fuel whatever impossible
43:47
transformation it was undergoing.
43:50
I'd escaped something that defied every law of physics and
43:53
biology I'd ever learned in school, and I was probably the
43:57
only person in the universe who knew it existed.
44:01
That thought kept me awake for the next three days.