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In the tone, the station’s own hum was embedded, interlaced with a pattern of clicks and sighs. It was a song, a dialogue, an invitation. It seemed to say:

As the two of them stood there, bathed in the lingering glow of the sphere, a soft, almost imperceptible chime rang out from the station’s central AI. A single line of text scrolled across the main display: Lustery.E1141.Cee.Dale.And.Jay.Grazz.Watching.Y...

She raised her hands, palms outward, and spoke in a tone that the overlay amplified, converting her words into a simple waveform: 3. The Exchange The sphere shivered, and the green light rippled outward, enveloping the observation deck in a gentle cascade. The air seemed to thicken further, and Cee felt a faint pressure in her ears, as though the station itself were inhaling. In the tone, the station’s own hum was

Jay’s eyes widened. “It’s… it’s trying to communicate through our own sensors. It’s using us as a conduit.” A single line of text scrolled across the