Icdv-30118 [patched]

It wasn't a ship. It was a monolith. A jagged, dark pyramid of black alloy, roughly the size of a city block. It looked less like something built and more like something carved from the void itself.

They reached the central chamber. It was a vast, spherical room. In the center, suspended by beams of hard light, was a jagged tear in reality—a rift spilling purple and gold light. It was a wound in the universe, held open by the ancient machinery of the ICDV-30118. icdv-30118

The crew worked feverishly. They bypassed the safety protocols, rerouting the salvage ship's immense nuclear heart into the umbilical cord connecting the two vessels. Power surged from the Vanguard into the ancient, black hull of the ICDV-30118. It wasn't a ship

This is not a critical failure, but continued ignoring of icdv-30118 will lead to performance degradation after 200 hours. It looked less like something built and more

Silence returned.

"What happens if the rift collapses?" Vos asked.