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The hum of the deep-space harvester Ishimura II was a comforting lullaby until the rhythm broke. In the silence of the Maintenance Sub-deck, Kael watched the diagnostic screen flicker red. The oxygen scrubbers weren't just failing; they were being systematically overridden.

"It’s not just the scrubbers," Kael shouted over the grinding metal. "They’re venting the fuel cells. Captain, whoever is doing this isn't trying to steal the ship—they’re trying to turn it into a supernova." [S3E4] Sabotage

Vane turned to her Executive Officer, Marcus, whose face remained a mask of calm. Too calm. He wasn't looking at the alarms; he was looking at his watch. The hum of the deep-space harvester Ishimura II

Vane reached for her sidearm, but the gravity cut out entirely. In the weightless chaos of the bridge, the race was no longer about saving the ship, but stopping the man who had already decided they were dead. "It’s not just the scrubbers," Kael shouted over

"The company sends their regards, Captain," Marcus said, his voice barely audible over the sirens. "The insurance on the cargo is worth more than the crew."

"Command, we have a breach in the logic gate," Kael whispered into his comms. "It’s not a malfunction. Someone pulled the thermal pins manually."