[CONCEPT] Polar Station #31

Deep in the frozen wasteland, Polar Station #31 hums with fragile life, its failing generator keeping the cold at bay—for now. The mainframe still blinks, processing something in the dark, oblivious to the decay around it. Snow piles through the broken ceiling, burying decades of silence, yet the scattered trash tells another story. Someone has been here. Or still is. The ice-covered equipment on the counter, abandoned mid-use, suggests they left in a hurry. Outside, the wind howls, but inside, something else lingers—watching, waiting.