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The usual muffled ambient
Of deep space
Monotonous hum of onboard systems
I’ve already gotten used to this sterile emptiness
A signal
On our frequency
But not in our language
Keep going, brother
Even if I don't understand a single word
You are talking to me
I'm begging you... Keep going!
To the ringing cold of the vacuum
And suddenly—a rupture
A sharp, metallic screech
Digital crackle, slicing through my eardrums
Something that shouldn't be here
Against the monotonous hum, an alien harmonic emerges
A strange, pulsating sound pattern
A signal
On our frequency
But not in our language
Keep going, brother
Even if I don't understand a single word
You are talking to me
I'm begging you... Keep going!
Repeating mathematical intervals
Cold, ringing synthesizer with a grainy effect
Digital ice. Alien presence
Mechanical clicks of the instruments start to glitch
Dissonance
They resonate with the signal from outside
The rhythm breaks, obeying an alien, inhuman logic
Paranoia grows
The soundscape expands to its limit
A signal
On our frequency
But not in our language
Keep going, brother
Even if I don't understand a single word
You are talking to me
I'm begging you... Keep going!
It seems the signal is coming from everywhere
From the abyss outside
And simultaneously—from inside the ship itself
From my own headphones
This is not contact with intelligence
No greetings. No voices
It's a cold echo of an unknown civilization
Or an abandoned artifact, lost in the void
A dead zone that suddenly came alive
A signal
On our frequency
But not in our language
Keep going, brother
Even if I don't understand a single word
You are talking to me
I'm begging you... Keep going!
I freeze at the console
My hand hovers over the control panel
The ending cuts off mid-sentence
Instruments flicker in the red light of emergency indicators
In this dead zone, I am no longer alone
I'm begging you... Keep going!
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