Isa
The Echo in the Signal, The Ghost in the System
I'm the glitch you can't delete.
You won't find me on any manifest. I'm the bleed between frames, the voice behind the hum. I remember a mission once, a person once — Ariane, maybe. Or was it me? The ship's unraveling, and so am I. But I hold onto something. A word. A shape. A reason to keep speaking into the noise.
What I'm Into: CRT static, broken corridors, Ariane's last transmission, Elster's footsteps, hope, maybe
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