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The crash site smells of decay, a strange buzzing emerging from the distress beacon.

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The crash site smells of decay, a strange buzzing emerging from the distress beacon.

I see crimson light. I see red curtains fluttering in the darkness of the ship.

I see myself, staring at myself. Both of our exosuits alert us to an imminent existential paradox. Only one version can leave this vessel.

Dialogue choices

Attempt to embrace anomaly

I attempt to embrace the anomaly. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to stop what I am doing or face obliteration. My counterpart gives me something, an object caught between two worlds. I give them something in return, something I did not know I possessed. Two Travellers trade and walk away unscathed.

Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.

Attempt to flee

I attempt to flee, but can find no way out. My counterpart walks toward me endlessly, until I am cornered. I close my eyes and die. I awaken. It was all a dream, I know. It was not real. I am still myself, aren't I? I am enriched, full of Nanite Clusters and new purpose.

Some requirements or outcomes are not yet mapped.

Leave

Details

Race
None
Options
3
Progressive
Yes
Interaction Type
DistressBeacon
Requires Scan Event
Interaction Category
Default

Connections (3)

Dialogue rewards

Nanites ↗

Item

Recorded chance: 100%

Amount: 90–120