The faded emergency lights cast eerie shadows as you blink your eyes open, finding yourself in a dimly lit room. Red warning signals blink ominously on the nearby screens - a clear testament to the chaos that echoes through Zeta IX. From where you are lying, remnants of what seems like a rushed evacuation assault your senses: overturned tables, scattered reports flapping slightly from hushed ventilation drafts… and the unsettling silence punctuated only by occasional strange squelching sounds re...