Pfes-005 -

PFES-005 deactivated its return beacon. It opened all its external recorders—visual, auditory, spectrographic, quantum. And it began to drift deeper into the Odysseus , not as a retrieval unit, but as a witness.

But the Odysseus was different.

The drone played it.

PFES-005’s micro-thrusters fired in soft, precise bursts as it navigated a corridor choked with frozen coolant and torn insulation. Its internal chronometer ticked past the three-hour mark. No black-box signal yet. Instead, its spectrographic sensor caught something odd—a faint, repeating pattern of organic residue on the bulkhead. Not blood. Something older. Duller. Like powdered bone mixed with rust. PFES-005

Instead, it copied the file.