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A synthesized voice answered: "Pattern matches no known human or alien linguistic database. However, it appears to be an abbreviation."

He cracked the seal. The air inside was ancient, tasting of rust and something sweet, like rotting flowers. The shaft opened into a circular room he'd never seen on any blueprint. In the center, a single glass cylinder stood, filled with a dark, shimmering fluid. And inside the fluid, floating motionless, was a humanoid figure — pale, featureless, yet unmistakably alive .

Aris was nursing cold coffee when the main receiver screeched to life. Not static. A pattern. Clean and deliberate. niv ewb

"Abreviation for what?"

"Unknown. But the signal is originating from within the station." A synthesized voice answered: "Pattern matches no known

Aris realized with horror: NIV EWB was a cry for help. An alien, trapped for centuries in a human-built station, had learned just enough of their data language to spell out its needs phonetically.

NIV EWB. NIV EWB. N I V space E W B.

It wasn't a glitch.

Until tonight.