The scavenger ship *Rot-Hunter* has been stranded on this fog-shrouded dead planet for 31 days 🪐. I found this unknown structured fragment wedged in the energy cabin gap, which drifted here from an interdimensional rift. It naturally has hollow vortex holes, feels like cool alien bone, and fades into a dreamy pink-blue gradient as it warms with my body temperature 🌸. I printed the full blade with my last remaining 3D printing consumables. The second the printing finished, all the long-dead detectors in the cabin suddenly lit up, and all screens flashed the same set of coordinates on repeat——pointing straight to the entrance of an ancient ruin in the planet's core 📍. All my crewmates have been eroded by the information radiation leaking from the rift, turning into mindless walking corpses kneeling to the void. Only I, holding this dagger, can still keep my sanity, but I can clearly feel the whisper from the blade's holes growing louder every day; it is finding the way through my eyes 👁️. I am leaving for the ruin tonight. I have three bullets left: two for any corrupted teammates that come for me, and one for myself if I start to lose control. I don't even care what this dagger wants to find anymore. In this dead, empty universe, being a guide ghost is far better than being a mindless husk ✨