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At first, he thought it was a timestamp—a forgotten moment in the Great Blackout. But as he ran the numbers through the station’s geological mapper, the terminal began to hum, a low vibration that Elias felt in his teeth.

According to the map, the location wasn't on the surface of the planet. It was three hundred miles directly below the tectonic plate they called home. Elias leaned back, his heart hammering against his ribs. There was nothing down there but magma and pressurized silence. 126424

From deep beneath the floorboards, miles under the crust of the earth, something immense groaned in response. The "Lazarus" wasn't an archive. It was a doorbell. At first, he thought it was a timestamp—a

On the screen, a single string of digits pulsed in the center of the void: . It was three hundred miles directly below the