Fiery Remote Scan 5 Page

“Remote Scan 5” was not a measurement. It was a torture session.

“Abort scan,” Thorne ordered. “Cut all active sensors.”

“This is Dr. Aris Thorne of the Event Horizon . We didn’t mean to hurt you. We just… didn’t know you were there.” fiery remote scan 5

“Unable,” the AI replied. “Scan protocol 5 has established a resonant lock. The target is now emitting on our frequency.”

“Resonance harmonic at 0.03,” chirped the ship’s AI. “Surface composition: ionized helium, carbon plasma, trace… unknown.” “Remote Scan 5” was not a measurement

And it was angry.

The Cinder was screaming.

“Unknown?” Thorne leaned closer. In astrophysics, “unknown” was a four-letter word.