The station’s lights flickered as Dr. Lira entered the cargo bay, where a single, sealed pod rested on a steel table. Outside the viewport, Earth’s blue marble glowed, indifferent. She pressed the release; the pod’s latch clicked open, revealing a newborn baby swaddled in a blanket marked “Project Eve.” The medical logs on the console showed a miscarriage — yet here was a child, perfectly healthy. A sudden alarm blared, and the hatch sealed shut. The baby’s first cry echoed, but the voice that answered — *her own* — came from the intercom, confirming she’d been the test subject all along.