Chapter 2: Building Tension
Kris's shuttle broke through the dense, viscous atmosphere of Solaris, and the research station loomed into view. It was a monstrous, metallic monolith, jutting out of the swirling, iridescent ocean like a tumor. The structure was a maze of razor-edged angles and unforgiving lines, a cold, hard contrast to the undulating,ever-shifting sea below. As they docked, Kris could feel the station humming with an underlying energy, like it was alive, breathing. It sent a shiver down his spine, a primal instinct warning him to tread carefully.