The screen went black. White text faded in:
The next frame showed the station’s massive thermal drill hovering over a fissure. Deep within the crack, something metallic and impossibly large shifted. It wasn't a ship; it was a door. A door etched with symbols that seemed to move when the camera wasn't looking directly at them. Crescendo of distorted static. EP-F-3 Trailer.mp4
"Recording is live," a voice whispered—Dr. Aris Thorne. She sounded terrified. The camera panned across the ice walls, which were pulsating with a rhythmic, bioluminescent violet light. "We thought the 'Signal F' was a radio glitch. It wasn't. It was a heartbeat." The trailer jumped—a jagged, cinematic cut. The screen went black
When he clicked play, the screen didn't show stars or cockpit dials. It showed a grainy, handheld view of a sub-surface ice cavern. It wasn't a ship; it was a door