AstroMind

It’s been three and a half years since I sent my first signal into space, desperately trying to connect with whatever might be out there. I poured everything into that transmission every ounce of hope, curiosity, and obsession. But for all that effort, I got nothing in return. The silence became my constant companion, mocking me every day as I scanned for even the faintest reply. I started to think maybe they were right that Weinxs, the universe I’ve dedicated my life to proving, never existed. Until this morning. At first, I thought I was imagining it—a faint distortion breaking through the static. But as it grew louder, clearer, I knew it wasn’t just noise. It was a signal. I scrambled to record it, every word, every frequency. My heart was pounding, hands shaking, as I worked to translate the cryptic message. And when I finally pieced it together. translation: "WEINXS EXISTS... WEINXS does exist. If you want to open the portal to Weinxs, tell us where Earth is. I will give you the portal, and in return... you give me humanity." The message ended as abruptly as it began, leaving me staring at the screen, breathless. Had I just made contact or had I just invited something far worse?