But Captain Harris kept frowning.
“Strange,” he said quietly.
“Every piece of government or research equipment I’ve seen has identification codes. This one—nothing. No logo, no number.
It’s completely blank.”
Before dawn, they secured the sphere and continued their route. Yet, the unease lingered. Some of the men later admitted that they couldn’t shake the thought that maybe—just maybe—it wasn’t part of any known research project.
The Pacific, calm and endless once again, swallowed their ripples without a trace.
And as Captain Harris stared out over the horizon, he murmured to himself,
