Cp 63 Apr 2026

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:

Commander Sarah Jenkins stared at the viewscreen in front of her, her eyes fixed on the swirling vortex of hyperspace. The stars blurred together like watercolors on wet paper, a mesmerizing display that she'd seen countless times before. But this mission felt different. As they entered the facility, they were met

It was coming for them.

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. But this mission felt different

The young ensign worked his console, and a moment later, a planet appeared on the viewscreen. "It's coming from CP 63, sir." The young ensign worked his console

The USS Defender , a sleek and powerful starship, shuddered slightly as it adjusted its course. The signal grew stronger, and Sarah's crew worked feverishly to crack the code.