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There was no pedestal. Instead, there was a mirror. In the reflection, Thorne saw himself, but older, scarred, and wearing an admiral's uniform. The reflection smiled and pointed to a recess in the container's floor. Inside lay a simple, grey, featureless cube, the size of a child's fist.

It sounded like patience.

"No," he said quietly. "We got a lot more than that." advanced tools mega pack

Dr. Aris Thorne had not slept in forty-seven hours. Not because of nightmares, not because of the stale coffee growing a fungal empire in his mug, but because of the humming. There was no pedestal