Dr. Yuki was feeding her cat when the universe first spoke to her.
It came through her kitchen radio, not as sound, exactly, but as a feeling. Like the radio waves themselves were carrying emotion. Fear. Urgency. Plea.
She’d been listening to the local radio station, half-paying attention to a story about climate policy, when the signal cut out and was replaced by… something else. Not static. Not interference. Something that made her teeth ache and her eyes water and her heart race with a terror that wasn’t hers.
