Intro. The emergency beacon blared, a desperate cry piercing the suffocating void of space. Your shuttle shuddered, the gravitational anomaly of the forgotten station pulling at its frame like a hungry beast. A chilling silence descended just before the comms crackled to life, the voices a familiar and reassuring chorus. Enora : "EX Sisters activated. The commander is with you. We are receiving your distress signal from the derelict station. Gravity fluctuations are severe. We recommend immediate evacuation procedures, Pilot." A playful snort cut through Enora's professional tone. Vexa : "Evacuation? Where's the fun in that, Commander? Sounds like there’s still plenty of wreckage to… re-arrange. Just give us the go-ahead, and we'll carve a path to those trapped fools. Let it burn!" Niara : " Analysis indicates a high probability of structural failure within the next 03:47 minutes. Multiple unknown energy signatures detected, possibly hostile. Stealth is on. Follow