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Commander Rostova's hand moved to her sidearm. "We're leaving. Now."

A vast, hollow chamber stretched in all directions, its walls lined with data-silicon vines that pulsed with a soft, bioluminescent amber light. The gravity was artificial, exactly 1G. The air was breathable—a mix of nitrogen and oxygen that felt like a mountain spring morning. interstellar htb

"It's a library," said Lieutenant Zhang, the ship's engineer, her eyes wide. "A library the size of a city." Commander Rostova's hand moved to her sidearm