I led a team deep into the uninhabited Western Frontier to investigate the erased "Zeroing Mining Zone." The official story says the place was never mined, but drill marks on the shaft walls, mysterious serial numbers, and the surveying instrument my father left behind all point to a top-secret drilling operation in 1987.
When we press the shutter, record audio, and mark down the coordinates, the anomalies begin to respond. Space folds, time collapses, and an extra row of dead miners appears in the photographs. More terrifying still, the surveying instrument in my hand suddenly displays: Connected.
This isn't an expedition. It's a sacrifice. The door we've opened is one humanity should never have touched.
