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Ryland checked the fuel cells, his fingers trembling slightly. The ship hummed a low, melodic tune that vibrated through the metal floorboards. Outside, the star field stretched like spilled glitter across a velvet void. He was miles from home, chasing a silent alarm from a dying star. His heart raced, matching the steady rhythm of the ship's engine.
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The computer screen flickered with data that made no sense. Ryland frowned, noticing the energy spikes were musical, not mechanical. He adjusted the frequency dial, hoping to catch a pattern in the chaos. Suddenly, the ship lurched as a gravity tether locked onto his hull. He was not alone in this sector of the galaxy anymore.
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