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Inside, the room was a cathedral of glass and copper wiring. At the center sat the core—a fist-sized hunk of obsidian-like material suspended in a magnetic cradle. It wasn’t supposed to glow, but as Elias approached his terminal, a faint, rhythmic violet pulse emanated from its jagged edges.

Elias typed the override code. He wasn’t here to shut it down; he was here to listen. He plugged his headphones into the auxiliary port of the primary sensor array. At first, there was only the static of cosmic background radiation. Then, through the white noise, a voice emerged. It wasn’t speaking words, but a sequence of mathematical constants hummed in a melodic, mournful tone. Inside, the room was a cathedral of glass and copper wiring

The violet light intensified, turning the room into a strobe of neon and ink. On his monitor, the data stream for 3372x began to rewrite itself. It wasn't outputting energy readings anymore. It was outputting coordinates. Elias typed the override code