🌌 Space Discovery Journal: Day 169 🌍 Exploring Planet: Tungsten Prime CY-7 ⏳ Countdown to First Alien Contact: 210 Days ✨ We arrived without warning. They didn’t look up. Because here, there is no such thing as peace. The surface breathes metal. Cold. Silent. Laced with red signals, that never turn off. Not even for sleep. This is not a city. It is a perimeter. Every wall is a weapon. Every silence a countdown. Four humans command the entire system. They do not speak much. There is no time to explain what must always be understood. Their hearts beat slow. Their minds calibrated to threat probability. Not emotion. Not hope. They monitor orbit signatures, subsurface vibrations, AI drift patterns, thermal anomalies every second. Everywhere. Because on Tungsten Prime, threat is not a visitor. It’s part of the atmosphere. We were allowed to stay for exactly seven hours. We spoke once. They nodded. That was enough. When we left, the alarms were still red. Not because something...