Chapter 8

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EXTREME WIDE / AERIAL — Private jet halted on tarmac. Geneva Alps in the distance. Dawn light.

EXTREME WIDE COLD / ARRIVING

Chapter opens. The jet has just landed. Ryland has lost track of what day it is.

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MEDIUM — Ryland typing intensely on laptop. Tray table deployed. Plane still moving.

MEDIUM OBSESSIVE FOCUS RYLAND

"I typed away even as the jet came to a halt." Computer models not matching real-world data.

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MEDIUM — Stratt's hand enters frame to nudge Ryland. He barely looks up from laptop glow.

MEDIUM DRY COMEDY STRATT / RYLAND

"Stratt had to nudge me to make me stop working at all." Classic Grace obliviousness.

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WIDE — Empty conference room. Wood paneling, mahogany table. Nicer than most.

WIDE STERILE / INSTITUTIONAL

"Always a conference room. My life was a collection of conference rooms these days."

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WIDE — Stratt and Ryland at opposite ends of the table. Both on laptops. Silence between them.

WIDE TENSE QUIET STRATT / RYLAND

"We didn't talk. We spent enough time together as it was." Comfortable professional silence.

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MEDIUM — Door swings open. Dour-faced Dr. Lokken enters. Formal, Norwegian bearing.

MEDIUM TENSE / NEW FORCE LOKKEN

New character enters. "A dour-looking woman." Immediately the energy of the room shifts.

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TWO-SHOT — Stratt and Lokken face each other. "I'm here against my will." Flat delivery.

TWO-SHOT DRY TENSION STRATT / LOKKEN

"I scheduled it because six world leaders nagged me." Stratt's iron control of the situation.

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CLOSE-UP — Lokken's shocked face. Eyes wide. She actually backs away recognizing the name.

CLOSE-UP SHOCK / RECOGNITION LOKKEN

"The Ryland Grace? Author of 'An Analysis of Water-Based Assumptions'?" Famous — or infamous.

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CLOSE-UP — Ryland, chin raised, arms folded. Defensive but unbothered. "Yeah, got a problem?"

CLOSE-UP PRICKLY / DEFIANT RYLAND

His casual bravado — he knows the paper is controversial and doesn't care.

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CLOSE-UP — Stratt's half-smile. Rare. She finds this genuinely amusing. "You're famous."

CLOSE-UP DRY AMUSEMENT STRATT

A moment of humanity from Stratt. Even she can appreciate the absurdity of this meeting.

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WIDE THREE-SHOT — Science argument. Lokken and Grace leaning toward each other. Stratt unmoved between them.

WIDE THREE-SHOT HEATED DEBATE ALL THREE

"Panspermia!" "Independently evolved!" The science-pissing contest is in full swing.

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INSERT — Lokken's hand slaps the table. Impact lines radiate. Argument escalates.

INSERT EXPLOSIVE LOKKEN

"How could a common ancestor have gotten across interstellar space?!" Table-slap punctuation.

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CLOSE-UP — Ryland leans in, matching her intensity. Eyes locked. "The same way Astrophage does it!"

CLOSE-UP PASSIONATE / COMBATIVE RYLAND

His answer is beautiful in its simplicity. Both scientists completely absorbed in the debate.

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MEDIUM — Stratt raises a flat palm. Calm "Stop." Both scientists freeze mid-argument.

MEDIUM COMMAND / SILENCE STRATT

"Some sort of science-related pissing contest? That's not what we're here for."

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MEDIUM — Lokken places papers on table. Headers visible: critical design flaw. Controlled urgency.

MEDIUM URGENT / REVEALING LOKKEN

"I'm here because there is a critical design flaw in the Hail Mary." The real reason for Geneva.

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INSERT DIAGRAM — Lab equipment floating. Red X over each. "Most of this won't work in zero-g."

INSERT ALARM / REALIZATION

Lokken's core argument: a century of R&D baked into equipment designed for gravity. Can't just remake it.

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CLOSE-UP — Stratt's classic eye-roll. "We've thought of that, of course." Utterly unimpressed.

CLOSE-UP EXASPERATION STRATT

Companies worldwide are already working on zero-g versions. She always seems one step ahead.

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CLOSE-UP — Lokken composed, almost smug. "We have invented artificial gravity. A long time ago."

CLOSE-UP TRIUMPHANT REVEAL LOKKEN

Her trump card. Beat of silence in the room before Ryland explains: "She means a centrifuge."

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CLOSE-UP — Ryland with deadpan expression. Thought bubble: centrifuge diagram. "She means a centrifuge."

CLOSE-UP DRY COMEDY RYLAND

Classic Grace translator moment. He defuses Stratt's confusion with one word.

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WIDE DIAGRAM — Lokken's paper: ship cut in half, Zylon cables, crew compartment flipped. Before/After.

WIDE INSERT REVELATION / TECHNICAL

The core invention of the chapter. Cut between crew and fuel tanks. Spin. One g of artificial gravity.

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MEDIUM — Stratt chin-in-hand, scrutinizing the diagram. Weighing every variable. Silent thinking.

MEDIUM CALCULATING / SKEPTICAL STRATT

"You put all the fuel on the same side. That's two million kilograms." She sees the catch.

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CLOSE-UP — Ryland's face. Dawning realization. "The fuel will be gone when they get to Tau Ceti."

CLOSE-UP DAWNING HORROR RYLAND

"It's a suicide mission." First time this truth is spoken aloud in the chapter. Weight of it.

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THREE-SHOT — Lokken nods "Thank you." Grace matter-of-fact. Stratt processes silently.

THREE-SHOT WEIGHT OF TRUTH ALL THREE

The beat after Grace names it: suicide mission. Three people sitting with that reality.

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DIAGRAM INSERT — Zylon cable detail. 100m separation. Spin arrows. "1g at the lab floor."

DIAGRAM INSERT TECHNICAL PRECISION

The engineering solution made visual. Elegant in its brutality: break the ship, spin it, live normally.

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MEDIUM — Stratt taps pen. Deliberating. "I don't like complexity. I don't like risk." — but wavering.

MEDIUM CRITICAL DECISION STRATT

Her iron will bending under the weight of logic. Ryland's support tips the scales.

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MEDIUM — Stratt stands, places pen down. Resolute. "Okay. We'll do it." The meeting pivots.

MEDIUM DECISIVE TURN STRATT

The moment Stratt changes her mind — rare and significant. Lokken's argument was air-tight.

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WIDE — Lokken mid-sentence about committees. Stratt's back is already at the door. Classic Stratt.

WIDE DARK COMEDY / STRATT POWER STRATT / LOKKEN

"No, I said we'll do it. You're with us now." No committees. No bureaucracy. You're drafted.

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CLOSE-UP — Lokken: wide eyes, mouth open. "I work for ESA! I wasn't volunteering to design it!"

CLOSE-UP FLABBERGASTED LOKKEN

"I only meant to point out—" Too late. You pointed it out to Stratt. Now you own it.

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CLOSE-UP — Ryland's knowing shrug. Resigned smile. "You get used to it." Veteran of Stratt-ing.

CLOSE-UP WRY SOLIDARITY RYLAND

Grace to Lokken as Stratt walks out. Act I of the chapter closes on this beat.

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EXTREME WIDE — Present timeline. Ship split in space, spinning. Memory flash caption: "The ship is a centrifuge!"

EXTREME WIDE MEMORY FLASH / REVELATION RYLAND

Scene transition back to present. The Geneva memory unlocks understanding. He remembers.

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MEDIUM — Cockpit. Ryland finds the Centrifuge sub-panel hidden in Life Support. All readouts at 0.

MEDIUM DISCOVERY RYLAND

"It was hiding out as a subpanel in the Life Support screen." Found it. Now he understands the ship.

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INSERT — Finger poised over ENGAGE CENTRIFUGE SEQUENCE button. Glowing edge. Moment of faith.

EXTREME CLOSE-UP THRESHOLD MOMENT RYLAND

"I place my faith in the engineers who designed the system. Dr. Lokken, I guess. Hope she did her job."

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INSERT — Triple beep. Warning rings radiate outward. Petrovascope locks out in corner screen.

INSERT ALARM / INITIATED

The sequence has begun. The final warning: no crewmember could miss this signal.

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MEDIUM — Ryland drifting sideways toward Nav panel. Confused. "Ohhh." The ship is starting to spin.

MEDIUM DISORIENTATION / COMEDY RYLAND

"I'm not drifting toward the Nav panel. The whole cockpit is drifting toward me." Spin physics.

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MEDIUM — Room tilts as ship spins. Ryland straps into pilot seat. Forces are "really weird."

MEDIUM KINETIC / DISORIENTING RYLAND

Spin + crew compartment rotation happening simultaneously. "Extremely complicated stuff, but not my problem."

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INSERT — Centrifuge panel. Numbers climbing. Pitch rate, separation, lab gravity all rising.

INSERT / SCREEN BUILDING TENSION

The sequence unfolds on screen. Smooth, computerized, inevitable.

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MEDIUM — Ryland sinking into pilot seat. Arms grow heavy on armrests. Gravity returning.

MEDIUM PHYSICAL / WEIGHT RYLAND

"I have to start using my neck muscles again for the first time in a while." Body remembering gravity.

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EXTREME WIDE — Space. Hail Mary fully split, spinning at 20°/s, 104m apart. 1.00g achieved. Blip-A also spinning.

EXTREME WIDE TRIUMPH / COSMIC SCALE

"Humanity's first miscommunication with an alien race. Glad I could be a part of it." Blip-A mirrors the spin.

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INSERT — Quadruple beep. Four rings. SEQUENCE COMPLETE. Readout: 1.00g achieved.

INSERT COMPLETION / RELIEF

"A quadruple beep announces the end of the sequence." Dr. Lokken's design worked perfectly.

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MEDIUM — Ryland walks to airlock. Ammonia smell drifts in. Alien cylinder visible on floor nearby.

MEDIUM NORMALCY RESTORED RYLAND

"I unstrap from the chair, walk to the airlock." Walking. After zero-g this is remarkable.

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CLOSE-UP — Alien cylinder on lab floor. Warm orange glow emanating. Ryland's finger approaches.

CLOSE-UP ALIEN WONDER RYLAND

"It's still pretty warm, but no longer scalding hot." Time to see what this thing is made of.

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FOUR-PANEL GRID — Science montage. Geiger: safe. Multimeter: non-conductive. Spectrometer: XENON?! Hammer: chisel chipped.

SPLIT PANEL SCIENTIFIC CURIOSITY RYLAND

A century of materials science stumped in minutes. Xenon doesn't bond with anything. How is this solid?

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MEDIUM — Ryland on stool, staring at cylinder. Completely stumped. "How?!" — the scientist's crisis.

MEDIUM BAFFLEMENT RYLAND

"Xenon is a noble gas. It doesn't react with anything." Being flummoxed makes him slow down and look.

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EXTREME CLOSE-UP — Thin line around cylinder circumference. Fingernail finds it. A lid?

EXTREME CLOSE-UP DISCOVERY RYLAND

"I see that there is a thin line running around the circumference about an inch from the top." A lid!

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INSERT — Left-hand thread diagram. Wrong way X'd. Right-turn shown. "My heart skips a beat!"

DIAGRAM INSERT EUREKA MOMENT RYLAND

"No reason aliens would follow the righty-tighty rule." Brilliant instinct. Left-handed threading.

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MEDIUM — Cylinder lid being lifted. Glowing interior revealed. Whisker-thin poles reaching up toward viewer.

MEDIUM WONDER / REVELATION RYLAND

"Both halves have complicated stuff going on inside." Models of some kind. Made of the same xenonite.

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INSERT — Bottom half contents: large sphere (star), small sphere (planet), parabolic arc. "PETROVA LINE!"

INSERT RECOGNITION / BREAKTHROUGH

"Petrova line!" he blurts. The aliens know about Astrophage. They sent him a model of it.

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WIDE INSERT — Top half: 31 whiskers = star map. Tau Ceti at center. 40 Eridani highlighted. Connected filament.

WIDE INSERT MONUMENTAL DISCOVERY

A map of the local stars. 40 Eridani has a Petrova line. "We're from there. And we're here at Tau Ceti."

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CLOSE-UP — Ryland's jaw-drop realization. Gleam in wide eyes. "HOLY COW!" — the message decoded.

CLOSE-UP ELECTRIFYING REALIZATION RYLAND

"Are you in the same boat?!" Astrophage is attacking their star too. They came here for the same reason.

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MEDIUM — Ryland chin-tapping, thought bubbles: "Eridanians? Eridans? ERIDIANS." Settling on a name.

MEDIUM DRY COMEDY / NAMING RYLAND

"Eridians. Sounds kind of like iridium, which is one of the cooler-sounding elements." His science-brain at work.

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CLOSE-UP — Soldering iron at work. Adding Sol to the star map. Clumsy solder blob on xenonite.

CLOSE-UP INGENIOUS / MAKESHIFT RYLAND

"Like adding a crayon drawing into the corner of a Da Vinci, but it will have to do."

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SPLIT PANEL — Alien perfection vs Ryland's solder blob. "Like adding a crayon to a Da Vinci."

SPLIT PANEL SELF-DEPRECATING COMEDY RYLAND

The contrast is brutal but he doesn't care. The message is clear enough. Function over form.

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TOP-DOWN — Ryland closing cylinder. Left-hand thread. "The two pieces connect perfectly."

TOP-DOWN SATISFYING CLICK RYLAND

He knows the trick now. A small mastery of alien engineering. Learning their conventions.

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MEDIUM — Airlock outer hatch. Ship spinning. "If I stepped out, I'd go flying off into space." Can't throw yet.

MEDIUM OBSTACLE / PROBLEM RYLAND

He has the reply ready but can't deliver it yet. Must spin the ship down first. Back to cockpit.

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MEDIUM — Cockpit tilts opposite direction. Spin-down sequence. Ryland clutches doohickey. Zero-g returning.

MEDIUM TRANSITION / KINETIC RYLAND

"This time it tilts the other way." No disorientation this time. His lizard brain has adapted.

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EXTREME WIDE — Ryland at airlock edge in EVA suit. Blip-A 217m away. Vast black between them.

EXTREME WIDE COSMIC ISOLATION RYLAND

He just needs to throw it. Blip-A is over 100m across. He should hit it. No Montana skills required.

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MEDIUM — The throw. Arm extended. Doohickey tumbling at 2m/s toward Blip-A.

MEDIUM ACTION / HOPE RYLAND

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. If Astrophage is your enemy, I'm your friend."

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MEDIUM — Ryland waves at Blip-A. Doohickey tiny dot in distance. Impulsive, human moment.

MEDIUM BITTERSWEET COMEDY RYLAND

"They probably don't know what a wave is, but I felt compelled to do it." Deeply human.

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WIDE TWO-SHOT — Telescope: Blip-A static 2 hours. Nav panel: Klondike. Gloves float past.

WIDE TENSE WAITING RYLAND

"Do they have a concept of taking turns? What if Eridians have a lifespan of 2 million years?"

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MEDIUM — Ryland snaps to telescope. Alert eyes. Legs drift horizontal in zero-g. "MOVEMENT!"

MEDIUM SUDDEN EXCITEMENT RYLAND

"I spin to the Telescope screen so fast my legs float out into the middle of the control room."

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INSERT — Radar screen. Blip-B inbound at 1+ m/s. Direct trajectory. Minutes to suit up.

SCREEN INSERT URGENCY

"Blip-B is plugging along at over a meter per second. I only have a few minutes to suit up!"

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TRIPTYCH — Grab suit / Helmet clicks on / Airlock cycling. Racing the incoming cylinder.

TRIPTYCH URGENCY / ACTION RYLAND

No dialogue. Pure action sequence. Every panel a single beat of the suit-up ritual.

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MEDIUM — Cylinder tumbles end-over-end directly into open airlock. Perfect Eridian aim.

MEDIUM ALIEN PRECISION

"They saw that's where I exited and decided to make things easier for me. Very considerate."

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MEDIUM — Ryland catches cylinder, waves through porthole at distant Blip-A. A moment of connection.

MEDIUM JOYFUL / ABSURD RYLAND

"They probably don't know what a wave is." Caught it. The exchange worked. They responded.

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CLOSE-UP — Thick gloves hold new warm cylinder. Ammonia wafts up. He's prepared now.

CLOSE-UP ANTICIPATION / LEARNING RYLAND

"The ammonia smell is powerful, but this time I'm ready for it." Learning Eridian conventions one by one.

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MEDIUM — Second cylinder open on table. No star map. A model: two connected irregular shapes.

MEDIUM MYSTERY RYLAND

"What am I looking at here?" Two shapes. Connected by a tube. Recognition building slowly.

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SPLIT — Model left, actual ships right. Hail Mary (3") and Blip-A (8"). Recognition confirmed.

SPLIT PANEL RECOGNITION RYLAND

"One of the shapes is the Hail Mary. The other one is the Blip-A. Man, that ship is huge."

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EXTREME WIDE DIAGRAM — Tunnel connects Hail Mary's airlock to Blip-A's center diamond. "They want to meet."

EXTREME WIDE CLIMAX / MONUMENTAL

The chapter's climactic revelation. A docking tunnel. An open invitation. First contact, made real.

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CLOSE-UP — Ryland. Absorbing the invitation. Not panic, not euphoria — pure gravity of the moment.

CLOSE-UP PROFOUND WEIGHT RYLAND

The chapter's emotional peak. Alone at Tau Ceti, an alien species has just extended a hand.

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CLOSE-UP — Model held in both hands. The tunnel is tiny but unmistakable. Examining the invitation.

CLOSE-UP WONDER / EXAMINATION RYLAND

"The tunnel is just wide enough to cover my airlock door." They measured. They planned. They're ready.

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WIDE — Space exterior. Both ships. Dotted line of imagined tunnel between them. 217 metres of void.

WIDE CONTEMPLATIVE

The question hanging in space: can this gap be crossed? Physically, yes. But what waits on the other side?

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MEDIUM — Ryland sets the model gently on the table. Hands pull back. Decision forming.

MEDIUM QUIET DECISION RYLAND

The chapter ends without an answer. He has received the invitation. Now — does he go?

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EXTREME WIDE — Both ships tiny in vast black. Dotted tunnel between them. Tau Ceti glows. The invitation hangs unanswered.

EXTREME WIDE VAST UNKNOWN / HOPE ALL

One human. Eridians waiting. A fragile dotted line across 217 metres of space. End of Chapter 8.

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