Far out in deep space, far from any legal shipping lanes, an orbital laboratory shaped like a giant disc revolved in high orbit above a barren rocky planet.
Inside Black Stone Station, the unsettling alarms finally began to subside, and the red lights flashing along the corridors gradually returned to normal. As the order to lift the emergency status was issued, the technicians who had been waiting in the evacuation sections began returning to their posts one after another.
As the entire large space station gradually regained order, a squad cautiously but swiftly traversed a connecting corridor somewhere in the station's lower levels, hurrying toward the medical area.
A floating stretcher drifted alongside the squad, with the vague outline of a human form showing through the deep-blue body bag on it.
Threads of bloody aura seeped from the supposedly thick, sealed body bag, continuously dispersing into the air.
The Black Dot soldiers responsible for escorting the invader's corpse seemed completely unaware of the blood haze spreading through the air. They merely maintained their cautious, solemn bearing and continued forward in silence.
The connecting corridors in the lower levels were very quiet. The chaos in the upper laboratories seemed to belong to another world. A stagnant atmosphere lingered all around them. Only the low hum of some machinery passed through the alloy walls on either side, dispelling the strange, oppressive atmosphere that made the place resemble a tomb.
One Black Dot soldier felt slightly uneasy and finally could not bear the silence any longer. "The atmosphere feels kind of strange... Is this area usually this quiet?"
"Don't scare yourself," the squad leader's voice sounded muffled through his heavy Power Armor helmet. "It's only because the upper levels were so chaotic just now."
The squad fell silent again, but less than two