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Inside, the room was a cathedral of glass and copper wiring. At the center sat the core—a fist-sized hunk of obsidian-like material suspended in a magnetic cradle. It wasn’t supposed to glow, but as Elias approached his terminal, a faint, rhythmic violet pulse emanated from its jagged edges.

Suddenly, the humming stopped. The obsidian core went dark. Elias pulled his headphones off, the silence in the lab suddenly feeling heavier than the noise. He looked at the screen. The coordinates weren't for a place on Earth, or even in the known stars. Inside, the room was a cathedral of glass and copper wiring

It was a mistake, his supervisor had said. A statistical anomaly in the carbon-dating. But Elias knew better. He had spent months watching the sensor feeds. Every time the clock hit 3:37:21 AM, the room temperature would plummet, and the shadows in the corner of the lab would seem to stretch toward the pedestal, hungry and precise. Suddenly, the humming stopped