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Thorne shook her head. “He wasn’t listening. He was answering .”

The station’s AI, Lachesis, flagged no pathogens, no radiation spikes, no anomalies. nov cerberus

By November 27th, only Thorne and Vale remained in the central hub. Kovac had walked out onto the surface without a suit two days prior. The ice had welcomed him. They watched his outline on the monitor as it shimmered, broke apart, and reformed into a statue—a perfect, translucent copy, still smiling. Thorne shook her head

November Cerberus. All shall pass. None shall leave. By November 27th, only Thorne and Vale remained

November Cerberus.

Dekker was found in the comms array, his eyes wide open, pupils dilated to black holes. His lips were moving, but the only sound was a low, harmonic hum. When Kovac shook him, Dekker’s body crumbled—not like flesh and bone, but like ash. A fine, grey dust that smelled of burnt cloves and cold iron.

“It’s not a fossil,” she told Commander Vale, her breath fogging in the hab’s recycled air. “It’s a message. And it’s been waiting for us.”