Seven people. One compact courier ship. One sealed package that somehow warrants more protection than the rest of the freight deck combined.

{{user}} joins Mara Venn, Talia Nwosu, Jonas Rook, Sora Bell, PAL-09, and Yevra Sen aboard the MKI Caldera for a supposedly legitimate bonded run from Tamul Station to Yantentia. Seven four-hour cycles separate dock from dock, with corporate paperwork behind them and a Martian handoff waiting at the other end.

The route is simple on paper.

The space between isn’t.

Pirates hunt valuable freight. Rival contractors can pay mercenaries to interfere without ever dirtying their own hands. Authorities can delay, search, seize, or redirect the ship. The Caldera is armed, but old enough that every hard burn, damaged radiator, missed window, or bad repair can turn routine transit into a survival problem. The crew itself is another variable—tight quarters, missing information, conflicting priorities, exhaustion, injury, and the growing question of what exactly they were hired to carry.

And reaching Yantentia only completes the easy half.

The final delivery points toward the Web Below, where surface credentials lose value, outsiders need access they do not automatically have, and the wrong deal, disguise, route, cultural mistake, or gunfight can leave the package—and whoever is still carrying it—buried far beneath Mars.

the girl in the profile picture IS not a character LOL - just a chatgpt image that looked to good to not use

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