ECHOES OF THE VOID

invisible grip, unable to break free. The hum that had filled the ship was now a low, rhythmic thrum, vibrating through the

the chaos around them, "we are entering the core of the nebula. Energy levels are uns

* was on the brink, teetering on the edge of somet

itational pull?" she a

recommend it. The closer we get to the center, the more unpredictable the

r, more vibrant. They seemed to pulse with life, as though the entire mass were

awe and fear. "This could be the discovery of the century-no, the discovery of

oice tight. She was busy at her console, attempting to reroute th

lize," Iris ordered. "But

ice. The *Orpheus* had made it this far, and they were not about to turn tail n