The cloud of ships had a name—the Swarm. They were a hive-mind of organic vessels, devouring everything in their path. Captain Elara Vance stood on the bridge of the Odyssey, watching the sensor data with a cold knot in her stomach.
"Command, this is Vance. The Swarm has entered our galaxy."
"Copy, Vance. All ships, prepare for engagement."
Kaelen appeared on the viewscreen, his face grim. "We've never faced anything like this. They consume worlds."
"Then we stop them here," Elara said.
The Swarm descended on the outer colonies, their ships stripping planets of all life. The al
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The camp was a shadow of its former self—rows of wooden barracks, watchtowers, barbed wire fences. Maya walked through the gate, Liam beside her, their footsteps echoing on the gravel path. The air was cold, the sky gray, the silence heavy.
“This is where they brought him,” Liam said. “After he was captured.”
Maya nodded, her heart pounding. She had read about the camps, seen the photographs, heard the stories. But nothing prepared her for this—the emptiness, the sadness, the ghosts.
They walked past the barracks, the infirmary, the crematorium. Maya stopped at a memorial stone, read
“This is where they brought him,” Liam said. “After he was captured.”
Maya nodded, her heart pounding. She had read about the camps, seen the photographs, heard the stories. But nothing prepared her for this—the emptiness, the sadness, the ghosts.
They walked past the barracks, the infirmary, the crematorium. Maya stopped at a memorial stone, read