Somewhere in the dark, something that sounded like a girl’s laugh echoed down the corridor.

End of fragment. If you can tell me more about what “MilaSS 008 099 jpg” actually refers to (a character, a game asset, a personal photo code, etc.), I’d be happy to write a more tailored story.

A girl. Maybe ten years old. Standing in front of a cracked viewscreen that showed a planet Elena didn’t recognize — rings like shattered glass, two moons overlapping. The girl wore a faded green jacket, too large for her. Her eyes weren’t looking at the camera. They were looking past it, at something just out of frame.