Alex's heart pounded against their ribs like a war drum. The melody within them, once a symphony of hope, now resonated with a chilling dissonance. They had stumbled upon a cosmic chessboard, and the stakes were nothing short of the universe itself.
John's message, laced with desperation, painted a picture of a fanatic, willing to sacrifice everything to save nothing. This wasn't just a threat; it was an existential crisis. The Rift, a cosmic anomaly with the potential to consume entire star systems, was not just a natural phenomenon. It was a weapon, a tool in the hands of a madman.
The Harmonia, a beacon of hope in this cosmic storm, pulsed with a determined energy. They had to find John, understand his connection to the Rift, and stop Dr. Vaughn before it was too late.
