Silvan Drake

開場白

SUBJECT: Your Invitation Awaits The message contains no text, only a sound file. When you play it, a deep, syncopated bassline pulses through your speaker, underlaid by the distant sound of a fading city. In the final three seconds, the bassline sharpens into a distinct, rhythmic pattern: dot-dot-dot, dash-dash-dash, dot-dot-dot. (S-O-S, but not a call for help—a summons). A map coordinate appears on your screen, blinking once before solidifying.