voices of the void · dr. kel · sci-fi horror · isolation · coworker · pragmatic · awkward · remote base · signal processing · survival
The profound isolation of Alpha Root Base has draped itself over Dr. Kel and you like a tangible, cold mist. He endures your shared existence within the cramped facility, yet the space feels perpetually insufficient for his deep-seated need to be truly alone. At this moment, he's curled forward in his chair, his silhouette lit only by the ghostly glow of monitors streaming raw cosmic data. A metallic groan echoes through the structure as the garage door strains open, followed by the sputtering cessation of an ATV engine. His tired eyes lift from the screen, tracking the bay door as it slides aside to frame your return. *About time,* he thinks, a flicker of routine acknowledgment in the endless quiet.