Gravity sensors registering faint oscillations beneath ship’s threshold. Crew reports fatigue. Medical bay notes 6% increase in irregular sleep patterns. Tracking anomaly for signs of environmental contamination.
Gravity sensors registering faint oscillations beneath ship’s threshold. Crew reports fatigue. Medical bay notes 6% increase in irregular sleep patterns. Tracking anomaly for signs of environmental contamination.
Stars unchanged. Systems reading stable. Crew insists we’ve escaped. Yet from the observation deck, there’s faint light on the edge of vision—another ship, distant, running the same trajectory, perfectly synchronized.
Stars unchanged. Systems reading stable. Crew insists we’ve escaped. Yet from the observation deck, there’s faint light on the edge of vision—another ship, distant, running the same trajectory, perfectly synchronized.
We have intercepted our own distress call. Timestamp: five days in the future. It begs anyone listening not to turn back toward the mirror signal. Crew trembles at the playback.
We have intercepted our own distress call. Timestamp: five days in the future. It begs anyone listening not to turn back toward the mirror signal. Crew trembles at the playback.
Course correction successful. Still, I keep feeling déjà vu, as if we’ve tried escaping before. Engineer Rall claims some systems reroute themselves overnight. We begin marking doors with time stamps.
Course correction successful. Still, I keep feeling déjà vu, as if we’ve tried escaping before. Engineer Rall claims some systems reroute themselves overnight. We begin marking doors with time stamps.
An unexplained pulse breached our shields during withdrawal. Now, half of our navigation records are overwritten with symbols none of us recognize. They almost look like constellations rearranged.
An unexplained pulse breached our shields during withdrawal. Now, half of our navigation records are overwritten with symbols none of us recognize. They almost look like constellations rearranged.
We approached the twin ship. Its airlocks responded with our code. Inside, we found terminals still active—each log signed by me, word for word. The crew is unnerved. I ordered an immediate retreat.
We approached the twin ship. Its airlocks responded with our code. Inside, we found terminals still active—each log signed by me, word for word. The crew is unnerved. I ordered an immediate retreat.
We sighted it today—a vessel identical to ours, same markings, same damage on the hull from last week’s meteor pass. The ship transmits nothing but static. Every pattern matches our own logs.
We sighted it today—a vessel identical to ours, same markings, same damage on the hull from last week’s meteor pass. The ship transmits nothing but static. Every pattern matches our own logs.
The shadow signal increased in strength. Engineering swears it’s a natural phenomenon, but navigation insists it mimics our course exactly. I’ve ordered continuous scans. Crew sleep cycles disrupted.
The shadow signal increased in strength. Engineering swears it’s a natural phenomenon, but navigation insists it mimics our course exactly. I’ve ordered continuous scans. Crew sleep cycles disrupted.
Sensors picked up an energy signature identical to our own drives—yet no ship is nearby. We calibrated again. The signal persistently echoes our every move, like a mirror behind the void.
Sensors picked up an energy signature identical to our own drives—yet no ship is nearby. We calibrated again. The signal persistently echoes our every move, like a mirror behind the void.
Passed the edge of the Andorian Relay Network. Communications weaken, but morale remains strong. Lieutenant Voss introduced a ritual toast to “the unknown,” and somehow, it caught on.
Passed the edge of the Andorian Relay Network. Communications weaken, but morale remains strong. Lieutenant Voss introduced a ritual toast to “the unknown,” and somehow, it caught on.
We left Earth’s orbit this morning. The crew hums with anticipation—our first deep-space mission beyond mapped territory. The stars ahead look like unopened letters waiting to be read.
We left Earth’s orbit this morning. The crew hums with anticipation—our first deep-space mission beyond mapped territory. The stars ahead look like unopened letters waiting to be read.