The logbook on the orbiting command ship updated automatically, its final entry stark and indifferent.
The last thing Kaelen saw was the black glass of the Chasm reflecting his own face. But it wasn't his face. It was a mask of pure, patient silence, with a million whispering mouths. Msbd 008 Featuring
No, not stopped. It had changed. It was no longer a passive drone. It was… listening. Kaelen felt it as a pressure differential in his ears, a subtle pull towards the Chasm’s heart. He drew the long, slender emitter wand from its holster on his thigh and slotted it into the cannon’s port. The weapon hummed to life, a high-pitched whine that was the MSBD’s active sonar, painting the invisible world in sound. The logbook on the orbiting command ship updated