In the middle of the Atacama Desert, a massive geometric pattern appears in the sand — perfectly formed, visible only from the sky, and gone by sunrise. No witnesses. No tracks. Just a single word embedded in the dust: UNSENT. A drone operator vanishes for a day. A signal whispers timecodes. And across Chile, the ground starts to hum.
The message was never sent.
But something is still listening.
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