The mother was gone. A crude X was drawn over her stick-figure face. The text read: “Mommy went to check the outer airlock. She didn’t come back. Daddy says she’s with the hum now. The hum is outside.”
Then, around page twenty, the drawings changed. dvaa-015
“Daddy says we have to be quiet now. The sounds are getting closer. But it’s okay because DVAA is warm.” The mother was gone
I’m the fifteenth one.
“He opened the core access panel. He said the machine isn’t a machine. He said DVAA isn’t a vault. It’s a seed. And we’re inside it. It’s growing. I can feel its thoughts. They taste like tin and old milk.” around page twenty