It's not where you are looking, Kaelen, the text read, echoing his own thoughts. It's when.
A map projected from the terminal, showing not stars, but a path. It led deeper into the subterranean complex, toward a room that wasn't on any blueprints. Kaelen followed, the air growing colder, until he reached a chamber containing a single, humming crystalline pillar. 493929_484352
As he reached out to touch , the display changed, revealing that the anomaly wasn't a malfunction—it was a message. It's not where you are looking, Kaelen, the
was the precise timestamp from a civilization that theoretically never existed. It's not where you are looking