Unknown voice: "Is anyone there? We’re adrift... amid shadows. The depths keep speaking, but it's not in words … it's in the sound of silence breaking. Can anyone hear us?"
Duration unknown. Signals break like bones against an unseen shore.
Echoes of the AbyssThe same voice, trembling: "We found relics ... ancient. They sing in shadow, whispering tales of forgotten giants. If you can hear us, answer with the light. Can you lend us your stars?"
The recorder clicks off, leaving only the echo of unanswered questions.
Whispers of the DeepA new voice, softer, harmonizing with the underwater current: "We are shadows in the depths ... searching the darkness for light. The currents hold secrets. Listen closely."
Duration unknown. The static fades into a symphony of the deep.
Cryptic CurrentsAnother interjection, this time hollow: "We’re losing signal, but the shadows are alive. They dance in the ruins of old dreams like specters of forgotten worlds."
Static resumes, mingling with the memory of that voice—a memory already beginning to fade.