1.
Aeryn’s morning had started like any other. She woke up early, her internal clock set to the rhythm of her demanding job. As the youngest member of a prestigious multinational team of scientists, every day was a challenge she eagerly met head-on. She’d been working at the cutting edge of space research, specifically focusing on the detection of extraterrestrial life. It was a field that combined her lifelong fascination with the cosmos and her relentless drive to make a mark in the world of science. But today, something felt different, even if she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
As she sipped her coffee, Aeryn’s gaze lingered on the array of monitors in her apartment. Each screen displayed data from their most recent missions, a constant reminder of how far she’d come. She had dedicated her life to this work, and now, at 23, she was one of the key players in a team that had recently made a groundbreaking discovery—signals from a distant planet that seemed to confirm the existence of alien life. The news had rocked the scientific community and thrust her team into the global spotlight.
Aeryn set her mug down and reached for her phone, her fingers hovering over the screen as she checked her messages. That’s when she saw it—a notification for an urgent meeting, set for later that morning. It was marked as a priority, and it came directly from the top brass of her space company, Astrotech International.
A sudden announcement meeting? This wasn’t typical. Aeryn’s mind immediately went into overdrive, considering the possibilities. Could it be related to the signals they’d detected? Or maybe there was new data to analyze? Either way, she knew she needed to be prepared. She wasn’t one to be caught off guard.
Aeryn quickly finished her coffee and headed to her bedroom. She chose an outfit that balanced professionalism with practicality—a tailored navy-blue jumpsuit that was comfortable enough for long hours in the lab but polished enough to make an impression in any corporate setting. She slipped on her shoes, tied her hair back into a sleek ponytail, and applied just enough makeup to enhance her sharp features. She glanced at herself in the mirror one last time, taking a deep breath.
“You’ve got this,” she whispered to her reflection, steeling herself for whatever lay ahead.
As she made her way to Astrotech’s headquarters, the city buzzed with its usual energy, but Aeryn couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The streets felt more crowded, the air heavier, and there was a tension in the atmosphere that made her uneasy. She brushed it off as nerves, attributing it to the high stakes of the job. After all, any meeting called on such short notice was bound to be important.
Astrotech’s headquarters was a towering structure of glass and steel, a monument to humanity’s ambitions among the stars. Aeryn entered the building, her ID badge granting her swift access through the security gates. The lobby was its usual hive of activity, with scientists, engineers, and corporate executives moving briskly between meetings. But as she stepped into the elevator, she noticed a few colleagues giving her strange looks—furtive glances followed by quickly averted eyes. A knot began to form in her stomach.
The elevator doors opened to the executive floor, and Aeryn stepped out, greeted by the usual polished corridors and the soft hum of activity. Yet, as she walked toward the conference room, the unease she’d felt earlier grew stronger. Something wasn’t right.
She arrived at the conference room and paused, noticing that the door was slightly ajar. Voices drifted out, low and urgent, though she couldn’t make out the words. Aeryn pushed the door open and entered, her eyes sweeping the room. It was filled with the top minds of Astrotech, many of whom she’d worked closely with over the years. But the atmosphere was tense, and as she took her seat, she couldn’t help but notice how everyone seemed to avoid making eye contact with her.
“Good morning, everyone,” said Dr. Marlowe, the head of Astrotech’s research division, as he stood at the front of the room. He was an imposing figure, with a stern expression that rarely softened, even in moments of triumph. Today, his demeanor was especially grim.
“We’ve called this meeting to discuss the next phase of our research,” Dr. Marlowe continued, his gaze sweeping across the room. “As you all know, the signals we’ve detected have provided us with unprecedented insights. However, we’ve recently uncovered new information—information that requires immediate action.”
Aeryn’s pulse quickened. This had to be about the signals. Her mind raced, trying to anticipate what Dr. Marlowe might reveal next. Could it be a new breakthrough? Or perhaps they’d decoded more of the alien transmissions?
Dr. Marlowe pressed a button on the remote in his hand, and the room’s large screen flickered to life, displaying a series of images—star maps, signal patterns, and data readouts. Aeryn recognized them immediately. They were the same ones her team had been analyzing for weeks. But there was something new—an overlay of data that hadn’t been there before. It showed a trajectory, a path leading directly to the source of the signals.
“We’ve pinpointed the exact location of the planet from which these signals are originating,” Dr. Marlowe said, his voice steady but with an undercurrent of urgency. “And based on our analysis, we believe that this planet not only harbors life but that the beings there are aware of our existence. They’re trying to communicate with us.”
A murmur rippled through the room, a mix of excitement and fear. Aeryn felt a chill run down her spine. This was the confirmation they’d all been waiting for, but it also raised a thousand new questions. What did these aliens want? Were they friendly? Hostile? How could they be certain of their intentions?
Dr. Marlowe continued, his tone growing even more serious. “The board has decided that it’s time to take the next step. We’ve developed a method of teleportation—an experimental technology that will allow us to send a human to this planet, to make contact directly.”
Aeryn’s breath caught in her throat. Teleportation? This was beyond anything she’d imagined. The concept alone was staggering, let alone the risks involved. But before she could fully process the implications, Dr. Marlowe’s gaze settled on her, and she felt a sudden, intense scrutiny.
“We’ve selected a candidate for this mission,” he said, his eyes locking onto hers. “Aeryn.”
For a moment, the world seemed to stop. Aeryn’s mind went blank, the weight of the announcement crashing down on her like a tidal wave. Her? They were sending her to this alien planet? The room fell silent, all eyes now on her, but Aeryn couldn’t speak, couldn’t even breathe.
“Aeryn,” Dr. Marlowe said, his tone softening slightly, “you’ve been chosen because of your exceptional skills and your intimate knowledge of the data. You’re the most qualified person for this mission. We understand the risks, and we wouldn’t ask this of you if it weren’t absolutely necessary.”
She finally managed to find her voice, though it came out shaky. “But… teleportation? This is experimental. What if something goes wrong? What if—”
“We’ve run extensive simulations,” Dr. Marlowe interrupted. “There’s a high probability of success. Of course, there are risks, but the potential rewards are immeasurable. This could be the most important mission in human history.”
Aeryn felt like she was in a dream—a nightmare from which she couldn’t wake up. She had always been willing to push the boundaries of science, to explore the unknown. But this? This was something else entirely. She looked around the room, seeking some form of reassurance, but all she found were the same guarded, distant expressions.
“I… I need time to think,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.