63 — Cp

Sarah's instincts kicked in. This was exactly the kind of anomaly she'd been sent to investigate. "Raise the shields, go to yellow alert. Let's take a closer look."

It was coming for them.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the message flashed on the viewscreen: Sarah's instincts kicked in

"... cascade failure... uncontained... entity escaped...recommend evacuation of sector..."

But as they turned to leave, they heard it: a low, ominous hum, growing louder by the second. Let's take a closer look

"This is...Survivor...CP 63... warning...do not...approach...sector...containment breach... possible...cascade failure... transmit terminated "

Sarah's mind reeled. CP 63? That was a classified research facility on a remote planet on the edge of the sector. She'd heard rumors of strange occurrences and equipment malfunctions, but nothing that would suggest a catastrophic containment breach. uncontained

As they entered the facility, they were met with a scene of utter chaos: destroyed equipment, scattered papers, and...evidence of something having been restrained. But it was the log entry on the main console that made Sarah's blood run cold: