Silence.
Old Man Hendricks, his face a map of cracked skin and regret, spoke first. "You mean it wants our pain? Our nightmares?"
His colony, Dustfall, had 47 days of oxygen left. The greenhouse was failing. The hydroponics bay had gone silent two weeks ago. If Kaelen didn't bring back something—anything—the colony’s last 312 souls would suffocate or starve. In that order.