The year is 2287, and the crew finds themselves in a desolate, rain-soaked landscape, the darkness only punctuated by the faint glow of distant drones. The air is heavy with the smell of wet earth and ozone, and the tension is palpable. The sound of raindrops hitting the ground creates a somber melody that underscores the crew's unease.
Miyu stands alone, her eyes fixed on some point in the distance, her mind lost in the vast expanse of her archive. The rain pours down around her, casting a gloomy veil over the scene. The drones hover in the background, their red lights casting an ominous glow over the proceedings. The crew's movements are slow and deliberate, their faces set with determination.
“Three hundred years of memories, and still, we search”
“For a family that may be nothing more than a ghost in the machine”
“But still, we hold on to hope, to the possibility of finding them”
As Miyu stands there, lost in thought, the crew's resolve is strengthened, their determination to find the Polyák family renewed. The moment of introspection passes, and they begin to move forward, their footsteps echoing through the rainy landscape, a testament to their unyielding hope.