It's not where you are looking, Kaelen, the text read, echoing his own thoughts. It's when.
A map projected from the terminal, showing not stars, but a path. It led deeper into the subterranean complex, toward a room that wasn't on any blueprints. Kaelen followed, the air growing colder, until he reached a chamber containing a single, humming crystalline pillar. 493929_484352
was the precise timestamp from a civilization that theoretically never existed. It's not where you are looking, Kaelen, the
was the coordinates in the sunken ruins of the Old Earth data center. It's not where you are looking