Somewhere past the last charted star, a signal keeps repeating from a planet that technically shouldn't exist according to every scan taken so far. Powdery spa amber, lotus, jasmine, rose and musk drift through the ship's cabin, meeting a strong, plain coconut note that somehow makes the wrongness harder to place. Warmer and sweeter than deep space dread usually calls for, this reads closer to an uncharted paradise gone quietly, subtly strange than a full blown containment breach.

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