Elias watched as the progress bar hit 100%. The station was falling apart around them, but the disc was finished. He grabbed the heavy plate and shoved it into a lead-lined canisters.
Elias dove into the escape pod as MZ Caution finally succumbed to the storm. As he shot toward the clouds, he looked back. The station was gone, replaced by a silent, shimmering void. But in his hands, he felt the weight of ten thousand songs, ready to be heard by a world that would have to learn to listen all over again. mz caution
As Elias began the transfer, the Static breached the inner door. He felt a sudden chill. For a second, he couldn't remember his mother’s face. Then, he forgot the color of the sky. Elias watched as the progress bar hit 100%
The station was a labyrinth of humming wires and salt-crusted monitors. Its director, a woman known only as The Archivist, met him at the airlock. Elias dove into the escape pod as MZ