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The scanner whined. His vision shattered into a trillion tiny squares. He felt his thoughts being folded, like origami, over and over until they were the size of a grain of sand. There was a sensation of falling through a tunnel made of pure mathematics.

Outside the bunker’s slit window, the sky was the color of a bad bruise. The atmosphere scrubbers had died three weeks ago. The last crop of algae in Hydroponics Bay 7 had turned into a foul, glowing slime. Earth was finished. But Kael had a plan—a mad, beautiful, impossible plan. allinonemigration-261.rar

He thought of the old Earth—oceans, rain, the smell of coffee. He thought of the probe arriving in forty thousand years, because light was slow and relativity was a cruel joke. He would be decompressed into a body made of alien elements, on a shore beneath a red sun, with no memory of the journey. The scanner whined