Ria stared into the window by her bed in her bunker with an engrossed expression despite the harsh light from the aftermath of the supernova. The smart windows were equipped with a brightness filter adjustment, allowing her to see things beyond just a murky sea of bright white, yellow, and red.
RUMBLE…
Tremors swept through the floor of her bunker periodically, cutting into the hum of air-conditioning and other systems running through the room. The air was clean and sterile, contrasting sharply with the dusty environment of the late Planet Amadeus III.
Her mind was immersed in thought.
About everything that had unfolded in the past day.
