Station Omega
The pulsing signal becomes more chaotic, prompting you to stop and carefully raise the scanner. With deliberate movements, you turn in a slow circle, the rising beeps and static filling the corridor as you prepare for an imminent discovery.A cool breeze brushes past your face from a grated air vent along the corridor wall. You take out your multi-tool, carefully remove the screws securing the vent cover, and squeeze into the narrow duct, determined to trace the source of the faint, flickering signal.A malfunctioning lock on a once-secured door catches your attention, its flickering light casting erratic shadows. You grab a crowbar from the emergency toolkit and force it into the door's edge, leveraging your weight to pry it open as the metal protests loudly.The blinking scanner leads your eyes to a neglected service hatch on the floor, its warning labels dulled by time. You open it with effort and brace yourself before descending into the station’s corroded maintenance levels, where the air carries a faintly acrid scent.