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, 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." R0712.7z
"...Project Echo-12 abandoned...terrain anomalies detected... containment protocols engaged... Requesting backup..." Captain Ortega's eyes narrowed as she studied the