Beyond the Horizon

"Antarctic ice isn't cold, it's breathing." In 2068, astrophysicist Keira Morse received the protective suit her father wore when he disappeared in Antarctica twenty years ago. The cuffs were encrusted with blood-red ice crystals. In order to uncover the truth, she joined the United Nations scientific expedition team, but she did not know that the sponsor "Flat Earth Association" had already labeled everyone as experimental subjects. When the drill bit penetrated the last three meters of ice, quantum-level fear poured out - the wreckage of a World War II submarine was floating outside the thousand-meter ice wall, and energy creatures were using human voices to trap prey, and each survivor began to hear the crisp sound of his own cell crystals. What's even more frightening is that Keira's left eye gradually turned into ice blue crystals, and the Antarctic sky she saw was splitting into countless pairs of pupils... This is a death game in which human beings exchange SAN values for the truth. It is a cage used by ancient civilizations to keep civilization in captivity. It is also a warning delivered by my father with his life: Do not believe in the direction of the aurora.