In the year 2327, Miyu stands in the dimly lit bunker, the soft hum of the CORE7 rig and the gentle whisper of the wind outside creating a sense of eerie calm. The air is thick with the scent of aged metal and the faint tang of sweat, a reminder of the crew's relentless search. As the faint glow of the setting sun casts a warm orange light through the bunker's vents, the mood is one of somber anticipation.
Miyu's eyes, red from lack of sleep, gaze intensely at the faded photograph in her hands, her fingers tracing the edges of the worn paper. Her voice is barely audible over the hum of the rig as she rehearses the words she will say when the Polyák family finally wakes. The wind whips her long red hair into a frenzy, but her focus remains unwavering, her breath catching in her throat as she speaks. Her hands cradle the photograph, a treasured artifact from a bygone era, as she pours her heart into the words.
“When you wake, I'll be here. I've found you.”
“I've searched for so long, and finally, you're within reach.”
“I'll be your guide, your friend, your keeper of memories.”
“Together, we'll rebuild, we'll heal, and we'll find our way again.”
As Miyu's words hang in the air, the weight of her responsibility settles upon her, and she steels herself for the moment when the Polyák family will awaken, their lives forever changed. The photograph, once a relic of a forgotten past, now holds the promise of a new future, one that Miyu is determined to help them build.