Drive U 7home [top] 💫

blinked again. Then: U7 = YOU ARE SEVEN KILOMETERS FROM HOME.

The rover stopped. The AI displayed one last message: drive u 7home

Aris climbed out, legs trembling. Inside the dome, he found no survivors. But on a table, preserved under glass, was a child’s drawing—his daughter’s—of a house with a crooked sun, labeled “HOME” in wobbly letters. blinked again

“U7” wasn’t a destination on any map. And “home”? Home was a concept from a previous life, before the methane rains and the silent, crumbling colony domes. legs trembling. Inside the dome