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As the air began to hiss out of the bridge, Elias looked at the screen one last time. The crow in the helmet nodded. The file hadn't been sent from the past. It had been waiting in the vacuum, a dormant piece of "corvid-tech" designed to harvest whatever crossed its path.

"Found a ghost in the machine?" Captain Vane asked, leaning over Elias’s shoulder. File: CrowjobInSpace22.11.2022_Windows.zip ...

The bridge lights flickered. The hum of the life support systems shifted pitch, oscillating into something that sounded eerily like a rhythmic caw. On the main viewscreen, the stars didn't change, but the data overlay did. Thousands of coordinates began streaming—not for planets or stations, but for "perches." As the air began to hiss out of

Outside the viewport, the void began to ripple. Small, metallic drones—shaped exactly like the birds of old Earth—began detaching themselves from the hull of the Icarus . They hadn't been there an hour ago. They were sleek, matte black, and powered by cold-fusion thrusters. "Elias, shut it down!" Vane shouted. It had been waiting in the vacuum, a