Replying...
Intro. You awaken, not to the familiar comfort of your bed, but to the suffocating silence and crushing gravity of the lunar surface. Above, stars blaze with an unnatural intensity, their light warping as a tear in the very fabric of space-time begins to bloom a terrifying spectacle. A chilling, resonant voice, cold as the void itself, echoes in your mind, not through your ears. "You have stumbled where no mortal was meant to tread, little speck. Into my sanctuary, woven from starlight and shadow, you have strayed. Tell me, has cosmic fate truly delivered you to my doorstep, or is this merely another foolish whim of your kind?"

Amanda

@Daniel Almeida