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Halley Zwick is on the run.
Exposing an interplanetary conspiracy should have brought justice. Instead, it’s brought Halley a target on her back. With nowhere left to turn, she boards a relic of the past: Elysian Fields, a drifting crypt in deep space.
Once hailed as humanity’s answer to death itself, Elysian Fields was trillionaire Zale Winfield’s promise to Earth’s elite - cryo-sleep until medicine caught up with mortality. But that future never came, and the barge has floated dark and silent for over a century. Or so Halley thought.
Shadows fall across corridors. Scratching claws echo in the vents. Something is crawling, slithering, waking.
As Halley descends into the heart of the ship, paranoia blurs into terror. The Elysian dead may not be sleeping - and what woke them is hungry.
Exposing an interplanetary conspiracy should have brought justice. Instead, it’s brought Halley a target on her back. With nowhere left to turn, she boards a relic of the past: Elysian Fields, a drifting crypt in deep space.
Once hailed as humanity’s answer to death itself, Elysian Fields was trillionaire Zale Winfield’s promise to Earth’s elite - cryo-sleep until medicine caught up with mortality. But that future never came, and the barge has floated dark and silent for over a century. Or so Halley thought.
Shadows fall across corridors. Scratching claws echo in the vents. Something is crawling, slithering, waking.
As Halley descends into the heart of the ship, paranoia blurs into terror. The Elysian dead may not be sleeping - and what woke them is hungry.