The command center of Elysium Station was a haunting sight. Dim emergency lights cast long, eerie shadows over decaying equipment, and the ghostly voice from the intercom lingered in the air like a whisper from the past.
Renée Lachapelle
Inspector Renée Lachapelle is a distinguished officer who currently heads the joint anti-crime task force between the local Constabulary and the Royal Canadian Space Cavalry (RCSC) on Montreal Prime. Renowned for her sharp investigative skills and unwavering commitment, Lachapelle plays a pivotal role in maintaining law and order in the Quebec Sector of the Canadian Expanse. Early Life and Background... More took a cautious step forward, her hand resting on her blaster. “Who’s there? Show yourself!”
Only silence responded, broken occasionally by the creak of the station settling. Spacedawg glanced at Maelstrom
Origin and Early Life Maelstrom, a Gichi-manidoo from the Rogue Moon of Giizis Babaa-ayaa in the Ontario Sector, is distinguished by her blue-furred, wild cat-like features. A member of the humanoid species with a deep connection to nature, she embodies the physical and spiritual traits of her heritage. Maelstrom’s life took a significant turn when she relocated to the bustling... More. “Can you trace that signal?”
MaelstromOrigin and Early Life Maelstrom, a Gichi-manidoo from the Rogue Moon of Giizis Babaa-ayaa in the Ontario Sector, is distinguished by her blue-furred, wild cat-like features. A member of the humanoid species with a deep connection to nature, she embodies the physical and spiritual traits of her heritage. Maelstrom’s life took a significant turn when she relocated to the bustling... More nodded, setting her portable console on a dusty terminal. “Give me a moment. These systems are ancient, but I should be able to get a fix on the source.”
As MaelstromOrigin and Early Life Maelstrom, a Gichi-manidoo from the Rogue Moon of Giizis Babaa-ayaa in the Ontario Sector, is distinguished by her blue-furred, wild cat-like features. A member of the humanoid species with a deep connection to nature, she embodies the physical and spiritual traits of her heritage. Maelstrom’s life took a significant turn when she relocated to the bustling... More worked, Spacedawg and the team scanned the room for any clues. J.J. Smith
John Jacob Smith is a seasoned police officer from Georgetown, known for his bravery and unique involvement in managing time anomalies. He has become a pivotal figure in handling temporal disturbances, working undercover as Agent 93 for a secretive organization tasked with protecting the temporal integrity of his environment. Early Career and Experiences John Jacob Smith has been a fixture... More kept a vigilant watch on the door, his blaster ready for any sign of trouble.
“Captain,” MaelstromOrigin and Early Life Maelstrom, a Gichi-manidoo from the Rogue Moon of Giizis Babaa-ayaa in the Ontario Sector, is distinguished by her blue-furred, wild cat-like features. A member of the humanoid species with a deep connection to nature, she embodies the physical and spiritual traits of her heritage. Maelstrom’s life took a significant turn when she relocated to the bustling... More said after a few tense minutes, “I’ve got a location. The signal is coming from the lower levels, near the old research labs.”
Spacedawg nodded. “Good work. Renée, take point. Let’s find out who—or what—is down there.”
The team moved cautiously through the station’s dimly lit corridors, the walls seeming to close in around them. As they descended to the lower levels, the temperature dropped further, and the feeling of being watched intensified.
They reached the entrance to the research labs, a heavy door that creaked open with an echo that reverberated through the empty halls. Inside, the labs were a chaotic mess of overturned tables and broken equipment. The stale air carried a faint metallic scent.
“Spread out,” Renée ordered. “Look for anything that might give us a clue about what’s been going on here.”
As they searched the lab, MaelstromOrigin and Early Life Maelstrom, a Gichi-manidoo from the Rogue Moon of Giizis Babaa-ayaa in the Ontario Sector, is distinguished by her blue-furred, wild cat-like features. A member of the humanoid species with a deep connection to nature, she embodies the physical and spiritual traits of her heritage. Maelstrom’s life took a significant turn when she relocated to the bustling... More found a terminal that still had some power. She began to access the files, her brow furrowing as she read through the data. “Captain, you need to see this.”
Spacedawg walked over, his eyes narrowing as he read the screen. “Experimental energy manipulation… unauthorized tests… and these logs are recent.”
Renée looked over his shoulder. “This doesn’t make sense. Who would be running experiments here after all this time?”
Before Spacedawg could answer, the intercom crackled to life again. “You should have left when you had the chance. Now, it’s too late.”
J.J. spun around, his blaster aimed at the door. “Captain, we’ve got movement!”
A figure emerged from the shadows, a man with disheveled hair and wild eyes. He wore a tattered lab coat and clutched a makeshift weapon.
“Who are you?” Spacedawg demanded, stepping forward.
The man’s eyes flickered with madness. “I am Dr. Elias Voss, the last scientist of Elysium Station. And you have made a grave mistake coming here.”
Renée raised her blaster. “Stand down, Dr. Voss. We’re here to help.”
Voss laughed, a hollow sound. “Help? You cannot help. The station is cursed, haunted by the experiments we conducted. We tried to harness the energy of the anomaly, but it went wrong. Horribly wrong.”
Maelstrom’s eyes widened. “The anomaly… that’s what caused the station’s downfall?”
Voss nodded. “The energy we tapped into… it changed things, made the station itself a living nightmare. Now, it’s too late to stop it.”
Spacedawg took a step closer. “We need to shut it down, Dr. Voss. Tell us how.”
Voss hesitated, his eyes darting around the room. “The core. You must destroy the core. But be warned, it will not go quietly.”
Before they could ask more, the station shook violently, alarms blaring. The haunting voice from the intercom returned, filled with malice. “You will never leave.”
Spacedawg turned to his team. “We need to get to the core and shut this down. Now.”
Renée nodded, determination in her eyes. “Let’s move.”
As they made their way to the station’s core, the haunting presence grew stronger, the shadows seeming to twist and reach out for them. The final showdown with the station’s dark secret was about to begin.
