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The captain's comms officer, Ensign Amy K'Rhyn, looked up from her console. "Captain, I'm picking up a faint energy signature from the coordinates. It's not natural."

"Try to hail...whatever is down there," Ortega ordered, her voice firm and steady. R0712.7z

The ship's crew exchanged nervous glances. They had entered the unknown, and now, it seemed, the unknown had entered them. The captain's comms officer, Ensign Amy K'Rhyn, looked

Captain Ortega's eyes narrowed as she studied the decoded message. The text itself was innocuous, a jumbled collection of words and phrases that seemed to dance around a central truth. The captain's comms officer