The Contact Protocol

It doesn't conquer. It asks a question-and measures how you break.

Commander Selene Cross keeps 1,247 souls alive in the dark with spreadsheets, cargo manifests, and a station full of children who just voted to name the class hamster "Admiral Fluffington." This is what she's protecting. It would be easier if the thing hunting them could be shot.

It can't.

The Dissolution threads itself through the walls, learns how you respond to fear, and offers a choice older than your entire species. When a...